Lyrics - Paroles de chansons

I was thinking about what you said
I was thinking about shame
The funny thing how you said it
'Cause it's better not to stay
Sure enough if you feel nothing
You're better off this way
Gets to the point, where you can't breathe
It's the last word, I can see it in your soul

So here we are, at the last broadcast
Here we are, our last broadcast

Sun on faces made us feel alive
The colours of the skies
Southern trees, made us ennemies
Who knows the reason why ?
You can't escape yourself
You can't just fall away
It comes to the point when you feel nothing
This is the last time, 'cause I can see it in your eyes

And here we are at the last broadcast
So here we are, our last broadcast
This is our last broadcast
And here we are, our last broadcast