NAÏMA FRANK - Young Girls

I'm poisoning my soul now
Please come and take me home

Young girls in the party going crazy
I'm all drunk like them feeling like a maze
This fake sense of liberation can't make me feel the passion
Just chills and isolation

Now I can't see where to go, how to feel
I can't tell who to be, can't set me free
I don't know why every time I steal the show
It always has to come and go
Then something says I got to know

Better
I got to, I got to know better
I got to, I got to feel better
I got to know better
I got to, I got to know better
I got to, I got to feel better

Young girls in the party going crazy
I don't know what to do lately
I think I better get a ride
Wake up on the side of this pretty guy

I can't see where to go, how to feel
I can't tell who to be, set me free
I don't know why every time I steal the show
It always has to come and go
Then something says I got to know

Better
I got to, I got to know better
I got to, I got to feel better
I got to know better
I got to, I got to know better
I got to, I got to feel better

The more I drink the looser I get
Stronger's the feeling and I'm harming myself
Before, yeah comes the excitement
More talkative, self-confidence, low inhibitions
But then it goes into my bloodstream
The emptiness of self endured
Here comes the drowning, no way to feel the pain no more

I'm poisoning my soul now
Digging into a hole now
Regrets are all I know now
Please come and take me home now
I'm poisoning my soul now
Digging into a hole now
Regrets are all I know now
Please come and take me home

Written by:
Naïma Francisque

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