Текст Oliver Riot – Nervous

I don’t know the right line left to say
Hanging onto my mind as it sways

She falls, she falls, she falls away
She falls, she falls, she falls away

I don’t know if hope might have a place
Hanging from a tight line as it frays

She falls, she falls, she falls away
She falls, she falls, she falls away

Ooh, you make me nervous
But I try to make you mine
You don’t deserve this
Ooh, you make me nervous
And I’m fighting with my mind
This might be worthless

She falls, she falls, she falls away
She falls, she falls, she falls away
She falls, she falls, she falls away
She falls, she falls, she falls away