Everyone Is in Paris.
The red touches the ground
Elbow me for a pound
This is the 20's sound
Listen while puffing loud
Nil make it out alive
Facts one cannot deny
So why don't we get high
All is well, you are fine
Way atop the London eye
Butterflies have left the sky
Left me here to wonder why
Everyone is in Paris
I see in a pair of eyes
Misery in disguise
A perishing paradise
Everyone is in Paris
As the orange descends
I'm on a bender again
It truly just depends
When will this one day end
There comes a point in time
When one runs out of wine
The smoke leaves the air
The pine scent isn't there
Way atop the London eye
Butterflies have left the sky
Left me here to wonder why
Everyone is in Paris
I see in a pair of eyes
Misery in disguise
A perishing paradise
Everyone is in Paris
Way atop the London eye
Butterflies have left the sky
Left me here to wonder why
Everyone is in Paris
I see in a pair of eyes
Misery in disguise
A perishing paradise
Everyone is in Paris
Je suis arrivé au temps où notre espèce marche habillé de plantes et d'animaux morts
Où les hommes s'acharnent comme un troupeau sur les choses difficiles de ce monde
Pour être ensuite soumis aux plus douces
Tout le monde est a Paris
Elbow me for a pound
This is the 20's sound
Listen while puffing loud
Nil make it out alive
Facts one cannot deny
So why don't we get high
All is well, you are fine
Way atop the London eye
Butterflies have left the sky
Left me here to wonder why
Everyone is in Paris
I see in a pair of eyes
Misery in disguise
A perishing paradise
Everyone is in Paris
As the orange descends
I'm on a bender again
It truly just depends
When will this one day end
There comes a point in time
When one runs out of wine
The smoke leaves the air
The pine scent isn't there
Way atop the London eye
Butterflies have left the sky
Left me here to wonder why
Everyone is in Paris
I see in a pair of eyes
Misery in disguise
A perishing paradise
Everyone is in Paris
Way atop the London eye
Butterflies have left the sky
Left me here to wonder why
Everyone is in Paris
I see in a pair of eyes
Misery in disguise
A perishing paradise
Everyone is in Paris
Je suis arrivé au temps où notre espèce marche habillé de plantes et d'animaux morts
Où les hommes s'acharnent comme un troupeau sur les choses difficiles de ce monde
Pour être ensuite soumis aux plus douces
Tout le monde est a Paris
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Writer(s): Saqib Imam
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