Burak Yeter feat. Emie, Lusia Chebotina & Everthe8 -
Fly Away (feat. Emie, Lusia Chebotina & Everthe8)
Fly Away (feat. Emie, Lusia Chebotina & Everthe8)
Okay, let's move
We should travel to adventure
L'amour du jour
We should dive into the mystery
Let's move
We should travel to adventure
L'amour du jour
We should go create the history
I want to fly away with you
Get high enough to reach the moon
I want to fly away with you
To the paradise, paradise
Okay let's move
We should travel to adventure
L'amour du jour
We should dive into the mystery
Let's move
We should travel to adventure
L'amour du jour
We should go create the history
Tell me what your wins mean
Is it freedom or freein' the darts that grinds to you?
Is it badges or independence from lack of more
Is it a feelin' that make you smile and cry, ya?
Came with the fact, game with the facts
I got ads in the 'Gram, my friends
Higher than high, let it fly, stone high, fast in the shade
I let it fight until the end and it fades
Tell me what you wings are worth
When they won't pay, wait
If your love is an unpleasant taste
How can I board the plane if it's paperbased?
Yeah, hoe!
I want to fly away with you
Get high enough to reach the moon
I want to fly away with you
To the paradise, paradise
I want to fly away with you
Get high enough to reach the moon
I want to lose myself with you
Where the stars align, stars align
Okay
We should travel to adventure
L'amour du jour
We should dive into the mystery
Let's move
We should travel to adventure
L'amour du jour
We should go create the history
I want to fly away with you
Get high enough to reach the moon
I want to fly away with you
To the paradise, paradise
Okay let's move
We should travel to adventure
L'amour du jour
We should dive into the mystery
Let's move
We should travel to adventure
L'amour du jour
We should go create the history
Tell me what your wins mean
Is it freedom or freein' the darts that grinds to you?
Is it badges or independence from lack of more
Is it a feelin' that make you smile and cry, ya?
Came with the fact, game with the facts
I got ads in the 'Gram, my friends
Higher than high, let it fly, stone high, fast in the shade
I let it fight until the end and it fades
Tell me what you wings are worth
When they won't pay, wait
If your love is an unpleasant taste
How can I board the plane if it's paperbased?
Yeah, hoe!
I want to fly away with you
Get high enough to reach the moon
I want to fly away with you
To the paradise, paradise
I want to fly away with you
Get high enough to reach the moon
I want to lose myself with you
Where the stars align, stars align
Okay
Credits
Writer(s): Benas Ivanovas, Emilija Jokubaityte, Linas Strockis, Burak Yeter
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