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Demolition Lovers
Hand in mine, into your icy blues
And then I'd say to you we could take to the highway
With this trunk of ammunition too
I'd end my days with you in a hail of bullets
I'm trying, I'm trying
To let you know just how much you mean to me
And after all the things we put each other through and
I would drive on to the end with you
A liquor store or two keeps the gas tank full
And I feel like there's nothing left to do
But prove myself to you and we'll keep it running
But this time, I mean it
I'll let you know just how much you mean to me
As snow falls on desert sky
Until the end of everything
I'm trying, I'm trying
To let you know how much you mean
As days fade, and nights grow
And we go cold
Until the end, until this pool of blood
Until this, I mean this, I mean this
Until the end of...
I'm trying, I'm trying
To let you know how much you mean
As days fade, and nights grow
And we go cold
But this time, we'll show them
We'll show them all how much we mean
As snow falls on desert sky
Until the end of every...
All we are, all we are
Is bullets I mean this
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As lead rains, will pass on through our phantoms
Forever, forever
Like scarecrows that fuel this flame we're burning
Forever, and ever
Know how much I want to show you you're the only one
Like a bed of roses there's a dozen reasons in this gun
And as we're falling down, and in this pool of blood
And as we're touching hands, and as we're falling down
And in this pool of blood, and as we're falling down
I'll see your eyes, and in this pool of blood
I'll meet your eyes, I mean this forever
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CarouselI talk to you every now and then
I never felt so alone again
I stop to think at a wishing well
My thoughts send me on a carouselHere I am standing on my own
Not a motion from the telephone
I know not a reason why
Solitudes a reason to dieJust you wait and see
As school life is a
It is a woken dream
Aren't you feeling alone?I guess its just another
I guess its just another
I guess its just another night aloneNow as I walk down the street
I need a job just to sleep in sheets
Buying food every once in a while
But not enough to purchase a smileA tank of gas is a treasure to me
I know now that nothing is free
I talk to you every now and then
I never felt so alone againJust you wait and see
As school life is a
It is a woken dream
Aren't you feeling alone?I guess its just another
I guess its just another
I guess its just another night alone
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Fontaine de sang.
Il me semble parfois que mon sang coule a flots,
Ainsi qu'une fontaine aux rythmiques sanglots.
Je l'entends bien qui coule avec un long murmure,
Mais je me tâte en vain pour trouver la blessure.
A travers la cité, comme dans un champ clos,
Il s'en va transformant les pavés en îlots.
Désaltérant la soif de chaque créature,
Et partout colorant en rouge la nature.
J'ai demandé souvent à des vins captieux,
D'endormir pour un jour la terreur qui me mine,
Le vin rend l'oeil plus clair et l'oreille plus fine!
J'ai cherché dans l'amour un sommeil oublieux,
Mais l'amour n'est pour moi qu'un matelas d'aiguilles,
Fait pour donner à boire à ces cruelles filles !
Charles Baudelaire.
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Je vous souhaîte une bonne visite !Pix : my eye.. by me.. s0, d0n't t0uch please !!
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