Ecchymoses
Louane (FR)
Bruises
Hey
What's up with that pretty mouth
Hey there
We definitely shouldn't touch
Just brush against each other
And let's try to catch flies
Hey
What's with that shady look
Hey there
I hear my heart coughing
I'm not scared
I'll just stay on the sidelines
Everyone's looking for it
Few find it
But what we're looking for
What we're looking for
Is the trouble
Of a sudden smile
Of a hand that lands
Even if tomorrow
Possible bruises
You and me
We definitely shouldn't settle down
Sit down
See life through rose-colored glasses
Adore each other
Meet during breaks
Hey
What's with this weird cold
These shivers
These big black butterflies
Those that come
This big, this big mess
Everyone's looking for it
Few find it
But what we're looking for
What we're looking for
Is the trouble
Of a sudden smile
Of a hand that lands
Even if tomorrow
Possible bruises
Everyone's looking for it
Few find it
But what we're looking for
What we're looking for
Is the trouble
Of a sudden smile
Of a hand that lands
Even if tomorrow
Possible bruises
Of a sudden smile
Of a hand that lands
Even if tomorrow
Possible bruises
Hey
What's up with that pretty mouth
Hey there
We definitely shouldn't touch
Just brush against each other
And let's try to catch flies
