Voodoo

I was writting stories in the deep dark of the night
When you came to me and made the story right
Speaking with you was a sweet fight
With your redhair and your voodoo vibe
Ice over my pain love over my soul
On this average night you made the story right
Your heart made of gold, breaking down all walls
When you came to me with your three voodoo eyes

I feel trapped and free on the same road
Electricity in my bones and love over my soul
Because I'm the road to love you

Up on the stairs, fire in the air
Cause I'm trapped by a witch, a witch with redhair
A witch with roses who's telling stories
That are going to become real with fire in your hair

Sunday morning when screaming bells of celesta
It all become real without paranoia

I feel trapped and free on the same road
Electricity in my bones and love over my soul
Because I'm the road to love you



Credits
Writer(s): Baptiste Faivre
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