She’s a shadow in my rearview light
Silent whispers in the dead of night
Every corner turned feels tight

Her eyes are daggers I can’t unsee
She’s a ghost but she’s haunting me

One little move
She’ll break the spell
One little move
Back to her hell
She’s watching
Always watching
I can’t exhale

Steps I take feel loud feel wrong
Her presence hums like a distant song
I play it cool but not for long

Her touch her grip a phantom chain
I know her game it’s in my veins

One little move
She’ll break the spell
One little move
Back to her hell
She’s watching
Always watching
I can’t exhale

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It all started by « Ça plane pour moi » with a Bontempi.
Scores are nothing, emotions are everything.

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