White Robe (Anair Remix)
t.A.T.u.« White Robe (Anair Remix) » est une chanson de t.A.T.u., 2011, Pop. La chanson dure 3:35, 38 lines / 235 words.
Paroles
0:00Five to seven
0:15Five to seven
0:31Five to seven
0:33Feeling ugly looking pretty looking pretty
0:37Yellow ribbons black graffiti black graffiti
0:41Word is written bond is broken bond is broken
0:45No big secret left unspoken left unspoken
0:48Sun is painted in the corner in the corner
0:52But it's never getting warmer getting warmer
0:56All the lies they keep on selling keep on selling
1:00But you never check the spelling spelling spelling
1:03Flying bullets hit the targets
1:07Wings and haloes five to seven
1:11In this white robe through the darkness
1:15Paragliding back to heaven
1:19Flying bullets hit the targets
1:22Wings and haloes five to seven
1:26In this white robe through the darkness
1:30Paragliding back to heaven
1:50Time is running we are sitting we are sitting
1:54Back together just for splitting just for splitting
1:57You are crying in the corner in the corner
2:01Always next and never former never former
2:05Open up and let me hear it let me hear it
2:09Former body future spirit future spirit
2:13Brain is useless chair is rocking chair is rocking
2:17Open doors for dead man walking walking walking
2:20Flying bullets hit the targets
2:24Wings and haloes five to seven
2:28In this white robe through the darkness
2:32Paragliding back to heaven
2:35Flying bullets hit the targets
2:39Wings and haloes five to seven
2:43In this white robe through the darkness
2:47Paragliding back to heaven
3:04Five to seven
3:20Five to seven
3:35Five to seven
Five to seven Five to seven Five to seven Feeling ugly looking pretty looking pretty Yellow ribbons black graffiti black graffiti Word is written bond is broken bond is broken No big secret left unspoken left unspoken Sun is painted in the corner in the corner But it's never getting warmer getting warmer All the lies they keep on selling keep on selling But you never check the spelling spelling spelling Flying bullets hit the targets Wings and haloes five to seven In this white robe through the darkness Paragliding back to heaven Flying bullets hit the targets Wings and haloes five to seven In this white robe through the darkness Paragliding back to heaven Time is running we are sitting we are sitting Back together just for splitting just for splitting You are crying in the corner in the corner Always next and never former never former Open up and let me hear it let me hear it Former body future spirit future spirit Brain is useless chair is rocking chair is rocking Open doors for dead man walking walking walking Flying bullets hit the targets Wings and haloes five to seven In this white robe through the darkness Paragliding back to heaven Flying bullets hit the targets Wings and haloes five to seven In this white robe through the darkness Paragliding back to heaven Five to seven Five to seven Five to seven
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