Sebastien Lefebvre
Crossed Out
Don't leave me alone at this party,The souls in this place they stand and they stare,And they see right through this thin armor,Now I can't defend what I'm gonna do but,No one will find out,I know without a doubt,The things we figure out,We'll never talk about,I should hide and get in my costume,I hope they will bite from across the roomGet a drink, forget I was here andGo to your thoughts of gossip and judgingNo one will find outI know without a doubtThe things we figure outWe'll never talk aboutThe secrets are gone
From Letras Mania