الكلمات
كلمات للدراسة
When you're not alone inside your head
You're a mystic, scream, there's nothing left!
It's lost, go take your part in shots
You're not the first with second thoughts
Just salting out to start again.
Chorus:
At the stroke of midnight
Kissed you shout your goodbye
At the stroke of midnight, oh, oh!
At the stroke of midnight
Yesterday is never right
At the stroke of midnight, oh, oh
Let go!
When you're not yourself in your own skin, yeah, yeah
Burn down the cure that might have been, yeah, yeah
