IT.

It got the power
To make you believe in its promises
Knows your desires
Don't let it fool you with its prophecies

You can't deny it
You got a craving for gold and you know it
It feeds on those kind of things
And it's about to use it

Then it could come in your dreams
If you let it it will drink your soul
And when you know it's for real
It will be too late for you to go

It won't allow you
To flee or to take a second to breath out
And as you're choking
You won't be able to scream or to shout

Then it could come in your dreams
If you let it it will drink your soul
And when you know it's for real
It will be too late for you to go



Credits
Writer(s): Antoine Lartigue, Antoine Soret, Lachheb Babil, Loïc Lassablière, Simon Bérard
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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