Dead End

Saleka

Compositor: Saleka

I look up to the Moon and pray
For a sign to say
That it's worth the fight for you
Hold my breath through another day
Running from the pain
As you test my faith in you

I feel alive, in your eyes, complete
Why do I cry? Why do I believe?
You're on my mind every time I breathe
I breathe

In my body, in my body, in my body I felt
Every part of, every part of, every part of his spell
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party in hell
In my body, in my body, in my body I felt
Every part of, every part of, every part of his spell
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party in hell

Is there any room for love?
Is this bed just a dead-end, baby?
Is there any room for love?
Aren't we better than this dead-end, baby?

I feel alive, in your eyes, complete
Why do I cry? Why do I believe?
You're on my mind every time I breathe
I breathe

In my body, in my body, in my body I felt
Every part of, every part of, every part of his spell
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party in hell
In my body, in my body, in my body I felt
Every part of, every part of, every part of his spell
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party in hell

I look up to the Moon and pray
For a sign to say
That it's worth the fight for you
Hold my breath through another day
Running from the pain
As you test my faith in you

I feel alive, in your eyes, complete
Why do I cry? Why do I believe?
You're on my mind every time I breathe
I breathe

In my body, in my body, in my body I felt
Every part of, every part of, every part of his spell
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party in hell
In my body, in my body, in my body I felt
Every part of, every part of, every part of his spell
It's a party, it's a party, it's a party in hell

Is there any room for love?
Is this bed just a dead-end, baby?
Is there any room for love?
Aren't we better than this dead-end, baby?