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Le Pain Perdu by Cibo Mattoالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

Le Pain Perdu by Cibo Matto

The sunshine, too light
The ocean, too wide
I'm sick of your cliché
The sky is kind
Love is blind
You can't let go of the lost pain

You're in the maze
Spending every day
I'm in the haze
I want the getaway

You're in the maze
Spending every day
I'm in the haze
I want the getaway

Can you take my silver wheat?
Mix it up with butter and treat
I feel a chill go down my feet
Your maple is so sweet

Can you take my silver wheat?
Mix it up with butter and treat
I feel a chill go down my feet
Your maple is so sweet
So sweet

We've got to get out
To get out the hell out
We've got to get out
To get out the hell out
We've got to get out
To get out the hell out
Got to get me out of here
Before it goes stale

We've got to get out
To get out the hell out
We've got to get out
To get out the hell out
We've got to get out
To get out the hell out
Got to get me out of here
Before it goes stale

Can you take my silver wheat?
Mix it up with butter and treat
I feel a chill go down my feet
Your maple is so sweet

Can you take my silver wheat?
Mix it up with butter and treat
I feel a chill go down my feet
Your maple is so sweet
So sweet

But it's too mushy
Too mushy
I can't take it, baby!

We've got to get out
To get out the hell out
We've got to get out
To get out the hell out
We've got to get out
To get out the hell out
Got to get me out of here
Before it goes stale

We've got to get out
To get out the hell out
We've got to get out
To get out the hell out
We've got to get out
To get out the hell out
Got to get me out of here
Before it goes stale

Writer : MIHO HATORI, YUKA HONDA
Copyright : Lyrics © BUG MUSIC