Compositor: Nicolas Chamillet
I used to believe that he had heard my soul
That was in fear and pain
And that I couldn't follow
Maybe in another orbit, in another dimension
That would come true
In my wildest dreams
Our kisses were in the galaxies
Our fights would be on the roads
The rain would pass
And I would return to reality
I am a star
You orbit all my nightmares
Because they all have your face
I used to believe that he had heard my soul
That was in fear and pain
And that I couldn't follow
Maybe in another orbit, in another dimension
That would come true
He took my purity
And all my moons
And I will die burning in the Sun
We used to watch the northern lights
The wine mixed with the thoughts
You called me a trichotillomaniac
And I laughed to pretend to be used to it
The sky turned gray as my feelings
Everything I screamed echoed through the clouds
Inside that cage
They They said: Son of a bitch
And my inner star lost its shine
I used to believe that he had heard my soul
That was in fear and pain
And that I couldn't follow
Maybe in another orbit, in another dimension
That would become true
He took my purity
And all my moons
And I will die burning in the Sun
I got lost in the uncertainty
Of believing in kindness
Pretending that I'm fine
Won't make all my problems go away
I felt it on my skin
I used to believe that he had heard my soul
That was in fear and pain
And that I couldn't follow
Maybe in another orbit, in another dimension
That would become true