3 Doors Down

3 Doors Down - Ticket to heaven French translation lyrics

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Ticket pour le paradis

Je marche sur un fil métallique
J'ai l'impression que je pourrais tomber de mille façons différentes
Vouloir c'est acheter, mais vivre c'est mourir
Et tu ne peux pas accepter ça
Et tout est dit et fait
Il ne me restera rien
Qu'est-il arrivé à tout ce que j'ai jamais connu
[Refrain]
Tout ce qu'il m'a donné c'est ce ticket pour le paradis
Ce ticket pour le paradis
Fais pour s'allonger dans le lit que tu fais
Maintenant je suis nerveux et je m'enfuis de tout
Je m'enfuis de tout
J'ai peur que ce soit un peu trop tard
C'est un mensonge, les innocents meurent
Maintenant n'est-ce pas une honte
Et tous tes rêves, et tout ton argent
Ils ne signifient rien
Quand ce sera trop tard
Il ne te restera rien
Qu'est-il arrivé à tout ce que j'ai jamais connu
[Refrain]
C'est un peu trop tard
[Refrain] (x2)
C'est un peu trop tard

Ticket to heaven

I'm walking a wire, it feel likes a thousand ways I could fall
To want is to buy, but to live is to die and you can't take it all
And everything is said and done I won't have one thing left
What happened to everything that I ever known

All he gave me was this ticket to heaven, that ticket to heaven, said to lie in the bed that
You make
Now I'm restless and I'm running from everything, I'm running from everything, I'm afraid it's
A little too late

It's a voices lie, innocents die
And all your dreams, and all your money they don't mean a thing
When everything is said and done, you won't have one thing left
What happened to everything that I ever known

All he gave me was this ticket to heaven, that ticket to heaven, said to lie in the bed that
You make
Now I'm restless and I'm running from everything, I'm running from everything, I'm afraid it's
A little too late

It's a little too late

All he gave me was this ticket to heaven, that ticket to heaven,
Said to lie in the bed that you make
Now I'm restless and I'm running from everything, I'm running from everything, I'm afraid it's
A little too late
All he gave me was this ticket to heaven, that ticket to heaven, said to lie in the bed that
You make
Now I'm restless and I'm running from everything, I'm running from everything, I'm afraid it's
A little too late
It's a little too late
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Author: ?

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Publisher: Pump Music

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Released in: 2004

Language: English

Translations: French

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