PLACE TO FALL
Dead bodies here, ashes on the ground of the town,
Black city streets we are living in.
All that I see: people hypnotised, empty souls around
Hiding the tears, tears behind your eyes making you alive.
I keep my breath.
Heart's on fire.
I do my best
To melt into the others.
Dead bodies here, going well in row, this is all I see
Black city streets, black hearts in the town we are falling down.
I keep my breath.
Heart's on fire.
I do my best
To melt into the others.
Writer/s: Dimitri KANTCHELOFF, Frédéric LEFRANC, Laurent BERTHEMY, Stéphane KURDIJAKA
