1: Chris talk among the skeletons this morning(Aside from

mais pourquoi quand t'es petit, que c'est l'heure de goûter

oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, 1: Chris upon a time,

be real for a minuteI'm finally ready to admit

because I'm losingDoesn't mean I'm lostDoesn't mean I'll stopDoesn't

I never meant to do you wrongThat's what I came

awake to find no peace of mindI said, "How

Put your wings on me, wings on meWhen I was so

wedding bells are ringing up upon that hillAnd I don't

I: A Head Full of oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohA head

we sit on the beach and the tide washes upWell,

fly oh-oh-ohOh-oh-oh oh-oh-ohOh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh (you...)Oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh (...are)I turn the

Chris somebody, let somebody 1: Chris had

So I look in your directionBut you pay me no attention,

For a second, I was in controlI had it once, I

Will oh-oh, ohOh-oh-oh, oh-oh, ohOh-oh-oh, oh-oh, ohOh-oh-oh, oh-oh, ohOh-oh-oh,

Little Simz, Elyanna, Chris Martin & Burna so we

Little Simz, Elyanna, Chris Martin & Burna so we

bells are ringing upon that hillAnd I don't wanna

When I was a young boyI tried to listenAnd I want