in the world are we going to do?Look at

at the starsLook how they shine for youAnd everything

me shoot across the you try your

1: Chris father said, "Never give up, son"Just look

Game of what now?I'm a rastafarian, TargaryenI got some dragons and

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

sweet death should ever conquer meLet me know boys,

put the world in a tin canBlack market, contrabandIt

the hardest part was letting go, not taking partWas

do we go? Nobody knowsI've gotta say I'm on

have you ever stopped to wonder how they do

you call and callYour self esteem is lowAnd I

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 okay back here?This is the moment in the

my place, in my placeWere lines that I couldn't

Chris 1: Chris had a kind of

I used to rule the worldSeas would rise when I gave

Little Simz, Elyanna, Chris Martin & Burna so we

wedding bells ringing upon that hillI don't wanna swallow such

weren't working anymoreAll of the power was cutThe news