Le mot de la fin.

Let me introduce you my sweet, sweet world...


Have sex with him X

Phone her to know a name X

Have a dream with her X

Drink Ice-Tea with him X

Joke about her X

Smoke with her X

Share my crowns with him X

Buy her with weed X

Look-a-like "Pamela Anderson" with her X

Be her high twin X

...

Be that very special girl

(wannabe singer, wannabe pregnant, wanna be black)
(with a "toupet", with long legs, with big foot)
(and so much more...)




Le mot de la fin.
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# Posté le mardi 18 mars 2008 18:15

Modifié le mardi 18 mars 2008 18:27

Take me home.

Take me home.
Je n'aime personne et je ne fous rien.
Je ne veux pas tenter d'occulter la vérité ou de me distraire.
La vie est une saloperie et chaque seconde de lucidité est un supplice.
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# Posté le lundi 17 mars 2008 15:19

If you are what you say you are : a superstar, then have no fear, the camera's here and the microphones.

Let's go to sleep in Paris
And wake up in Tokyo
Have a dream in New Orleans
Fall in love in Chicago
Then we can land in the motherland
Camelback across the desert sand
Take a train to Rome, or home
Brasil, for real.
If you are what you say you are : a superstar, then have no fear, the camera's here and the microphones.
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# Posté le dimanche 16 mars 2008 18:14

Modifié le lundi 17 mars 2008 15:09

Joie chimique # 21

Joie chimique # 21
There's so many girls I hear you been running and now you can look at my palm and see the storm coming. Read the book of my life and see I've overcome it... Girls, work your thing out ! Just hold your head high and get your runway stride home and keep going : Live your life.


I just wanna be myself, don't sweat girl, be yourself - follow me. Girl be yourself, that's why I am myself and I'm gonna love it. Let them get mad, they gonna hate anyway, don't you get that ? Doesn't matter if you're going on with their plan, they'll never be happy 'cause they're not happy with themselves. Work what you've got, I'm talkin' about things that I know. Work what you've got, it's okay, show yourself some love. Work what you've got, don't worry about who's saying what, it's gonna be okay. Girl, don't hold back, just be yourself.


Feelin' great because the light's on me celebrating the things that everyone told me would never happen but I worked for that and ain't a man alive could ever take it from me... Workin' with what I've got, I gotta keep on, takin' care of myself, I wanna live long, ain't never ashamed of what life did to me. Wasn't afraid to change 'cause it was good for me.
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# Posté le mercredi 12 mars 2008 06:05

Dangerous impact.

C'est toujours de la lave qui coule dans nos larmes.
Y'a toujours des balafres sur nos joues et dans nos phrases.

On rentre à 6h du matin, on se réveille en plein après-midi, on vide toutes les bouteilles qui passent entre nos mains, on fume tout ce qu'on trouve, on dort dans un lit différent tous les soirs, on fout la merde partout où on va, on est tellement bourrés qu'on se contrôle même plus. On sait ce qu'on veut, mais on ne sait pas comment s'y prendre pour l'obtenir. On cherche l'amour, on le trouve pas, on se rabat sur un peu de tendresse. On dit des trucs merdiques, on fait des choses stupides, mais on s'empêche de regretter. Parce qu'on a qu'une vie, parce qu'on est jeunes, parce qu'on profite de la vie, parce qu'un jour on sera vieux et qu'on repensera à ces jours, qu'on se dira que c'était quand même génial.


SOMMES-NOUS RESPONSABLES
DE CE DONT NOUS N'AVONS PAS CONSCIENCE ???
Dangerous impact.
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# Posté le dimanche 24 février 2008 11:47