2022.01.16.
It's no more
Whoa aah... (x2)I've spent half of my life trying to find
Phrases to justify what was done in my other half
There are no roads for going and coming back, no place to stop
And the street is a jungle and its rule is that there's none1
Where no one gets rich by virtue of working
There's no more wax than the one burning
And the play is no more
It's no more, it's no more
Whoa aah... It's no more
And even if I have to split the damn city in two
And even if I have to look under the skin of the sea
Even if I have to split my life in two, I won't care
And here, inside this tunnel, our love will resist
Where no one gets rich by virtue of working
There's no more wax than the one burning
And the play is no more
It's no more, it's no more
Whoa aah... And it's just that it's no more
yeah
We'll melt our bodies in a night of love
Since we're two comets that crash into the Sun
You know I'm not a hero, you have to be born for that
I was born to be wind and the go down the roads
Where no one gets rich by virtue of working
There's no more wax than the one burning
And the play is no more
It's no more, it's no more
Whoa aah... It's no more
yeah
No no no no no
It's no more
Whoa aah...
No, no, it's no more
And it's just that it's no more
- 1. rules