Lyric Pieces, Book 3, Op. 43: No. 6. To the Spring

de David Guetta

A shot in the dark
A past lost in space
Where do I start?
The past and the chase?
You hunted me down
Like a wolf, a predator
I felt like a deer in love lights

You loved me, and I froze in time
Hungry for that flesh of mine
But I can't compete with a she wolf
Who has brought me to my knees
What do you see in those yellow eyes?
‘Cause I'm falling to pieces

I'm falling to pieces
Falling to pieces
I'm falling to pieces
Falling to pieces

Did she lie in wait?
Was I bait to pull you in?
The thrill of the kill
You feel, is a sin
I lay with the wolves
Alone, it seems
I thought I was part of you

You loved me, and I froze in time
Hungry for that flesh of mine
But I can't compete with a she wolf
Who has brought me to my knees
What do you see in those yellow eyes?
‘Cause I'm falling to pieces

I'm falling to pieces
Falling to pieces
I'm falling to pieces
Falling to pieces

I'm falling to pieces (falling to pieces)
Falling to pieces (falling to pieces)
I'm falling to pieces (falling to pieces)
Falling to pieces

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