Making Sense Stop
Parfois j'me sens fâchée
Tu me laisses encore tomber
Parfois j'me sens fâchée
Tu me laisses encore tomber
Time to say goodbye
And let the words flow
Embrace the silence
It's all said and done
You need to welcome your intuition
Make room for your own subconscious mind
The liberty of saying nothing
But also really meaning it
Words are my refuge, silence is scary
But it is time to stop making sense
Welcome your words and your intuition
To own the silence and say goodbye
My room for refuge is really scary
But also meaning to embrace time
Is liberty the voice of nothing?
Done saying words make silence flow
Said the subconscious and let it need you
So it is time to stop making sense
Parfois j'me sens fâchée
Tu me laisses encore tomber
Parfois j'me sens fâchée
Tu me laisses encore tomber
Nothing is conscious, your need for refuge
Sublet your room to your scary voice
The words go by to done said the silence
Let time say embrace and the and all
The off but le-li say all meaning
My is is king, buring so ning (ning bur so ning)
Time let the done to
Your in for voice it
Decision it is
Stop making sense
Parfois j'me sens fâchée
Tu me laisses encore tomber
Parfois j'me sens fâchée
Tu me laisses encore tomber
Parfois j'me sens fâchée
Tu me laisses encore tomber
Parfois j'me sens fâchée
Tu me laisses encore tomber
Tu me laisses encore tomber
Parfois j'me sens fâchée
Tu me laisses encore tomber
Time to say goodbye
And let the words flow
Embrace the silence
It's all said and done
You need to welcome your intuition
Make room for your own subconscious mind
The liberty of saying nothing
But also really meaning it
Words are my refuge, silence is scary
But it is time to stop making sense
Welcome your words and your intuition
To own the silence and say goodbye
My room for refuge is really scary
But also meaning to embrace time
Is liberty the voice of nothing?
Done saying words make silence flow
Said the subconscious and let it need you
So it is time to stop making sense
Parfois j'me sens fâchée
Tu me laisses encore tomber
Parfois j'me sens fâchée
Tu me laisses encore tomber
Nothing is conscious, your need for refuge
Sublet your room to your scary voice
The words go by to done said the silence
Let time say embrace and the and all
The off but le-li say all meaning
My is is king, buring so ning (ning bur so ning)
Time let the done to
Your in for voice it
Decision it is
Stop making sense
Parfois j'me sens fâchée
Tu me laisses encore tomber
Parfois j'me sens fâchée
Tu me laisses encore tomber
Parfois j'me sens fâchée
Tu me laisses encore tomber
Parfois j'me sens fâchée
Tu me laisses encore tomber
Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Antoine Clement Dewaele, David Gerard Christian Dewaele, Charlotte Adigery, Boris Kor Tom Zeebroek
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