Sean fournier

Put the world on stop

Sean fournier
This is a true confession of a man that lost his mind.
A real regression when it's you that you left behind,
but now I'm moving. Now I'm moving. Now I'm moving.

It's a weird position. It's a matter you can't contain.
A self-repression when your soul wants to hop the train,
but now we're moving. Now we're moving. Now we're moving on.

Oh my God I put the world on stop.
Somehow I've got to add to something.
One time before the curtain drops
I'm alright. I'm alright.

This is a true confession of a man that lost his mind.
A minor question to leave and never look behind
and now I'm moving. Now I'm moving. Now I'm moving
on and on and on.

Oh my God I put the world on stop.
Somehow I've got to add to something.
One time before the curtain drops
I'm alright. I'm alright.

What do you mean I lost my mind.
This ain't no game. No.
What do you mean I lost my mind.
I just can't let go.

Oh my God I put the world on stop.
Somehow I've got to add to something.
One time before the curtain drops
I'm alright. I'm alright

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