Maple Leaves in Paris
I don't
Feel like being in touch with world
Close myself, off from all of them, oh
And I know my saving grace
Is you
Is you
Is you
Is you
Is
Closer to me, closer to me, suffocate
Closer to me, closer to me, suffocate
Hold my hand
Through the pain and rage
Underage, it's not my time to go
And I know my saving grace
Is you
Is you
Is you
Is you
Is
Closer to me, closer to me, suffocate
Closer to me, closer to me, suffocate
Closer to me, closer to me, suffocate
Closer to me, closer to me, suffocate
Writer/s: SiXDAYSOBER
