Joan Of Arc - David Guetta

Don’t say nothing

Love in the fall

God saint child

Don’t you miss of it all

The Joan of Arc

Kiss in the dark;

she’s a firestone

Catching all;

watch her burn

So so pretty;

cutting her hair

Dark star spirit now she’s up in the gutter

Kills her feeling;

keep us in here

Come out saint, but she called a healing

Don’t say nothing;

love in the fall

God saint child;

don’t you miss of it all

(Chorus)

The Joan of Arc

Kiss in the dark;

she’s a firestone

Catching all;

watch her burn

The Joan of Arc

It’s such a shock

Watching her getting out

Let it out

Lips are burning (The Joan of Arc)

White heart city, jungle in here

Hang low spinning, now she’s lost in the mirror

Heart spits ripping, …

Strikes up busy bodies suffer the fever

All saints come one you loving the fall

Go my child, look away from it all