David Guetta - No More Conversations текст песни

I Fix a point upon the ceiling
Nothing to do how can I make my escape
The sudden shock, a hidden feeling
No room to breathe feels like I'm locked into this space

Coz who's got all the solutions?
180 revolutions
Where I turn it depends
Where I fall in the answer

I Fix a point upon the ceiling
Nothing to do how can I make my escape
The sudden shock, a hidden feeling
No room to breathe feels like I'm locked into this space

Coz who's got all the solutions?
180 revolutions
Where I turn it depends
Where I fall in the answer