Les Mouches Lyrics

We commit a thousand sins
Are we the new kings?
You flew to my wings
But now we fall with the wind

Reading through everything you wrote
Looking at your pretty clothes
Going in, going out
Are we too young, for this kind of love?

Reading through everything you wrote
Looking at your pretty clothes
Going in, going out
Are we too young, for this kind of life?

We built a house out of fire
And the ashes never turned out to be the diamonds we hoped for

Hold my hands, hold my hands, walk me out of this fire
Make me dive, make me dive, from that mountain in the sky
You breath in my mind