Sad song

Sad song
Parce que je sens venir la soirée Bridget Jones
Et aussi parce que tu m'as laissé de la glace
Petite kassdédi :



Where we're living in this town
The sun is coming up and it's going down
But it's all just the same at the end of the day
And we cheat and we lie
Nobody says it's wrong
So we don't ask why
Cause it's all just the same at the end of the day
We're throwing it all away
We're throwing it all away
We're throwing it all away at the end of the day


Jenny, I'm your sun (héhé je fais comme Robbie Williams =D)

# Postato domenica 11 giugno 2006 15:54

Djeuztogazoo

Djeuztogazoo
So unimpressed, but so in awe
Such a saint, but such a whore
So
self-aware, so full of shit
S
o indecisive, so adament
I'
m contemplating, thinkin' about thinkin'
I
t's overrated, just get another drink and

Wa
tch me come undone
Th
ey're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
I
pray when I'm coming down, you'll be asleep
If I ever hurt you, your revenge will be so sweet
B
ecause I'm scum, and I'm your son
I come undone
I
come undone

S
o rock 'n' roll, so corporate suit
S
o damn ugly, so damn cute
S
o well-trained, so animal
So need your love, so fuck you all
I
'm not scared of dying, I just don't want to
If I stop lying, I'll just disappoint you

Come undone
They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
Co
me undone
I
pray when I'm coming down, you'll be asleep
Co
me undone
If
I ever hurt you, your revenge will be so sweet
Because I'm scum, and I'm your son
I
come undone

So w
rite another ballad, mix it on a Wednesday
Sell
it on a Thursday buy a yacht on Saturday
I
t's a love song, a love song
D
o another interview, sing a bunch of lies
Tell about celebrities that I despise
And
sing love songs, we sing love songs so sincere

So sincere

Come un
done
They're
selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
Come undone
I pray when I'm coming down, you'll be asleep
Co
me undone
Th
e young pretend you're in the clouds above the sea
I come un
done
I am sc
um
Love your
son
You've
gotta love your son
Come
undone
You'
ve gotta love you son
Co
me undone

L
ove your son
I am scum
I
am scum
I a
m scum
I am
scum
I am sc
um
I am scu
m

She's my... mother

# Postato domenica 11 giugno 2006 10:26

Vendredi

Vendredi
Bon, je me sens obligée de faire un petit RTL quant à ma journée de vendredi
Mais qu'est-ce que j'ai fait vendredi?

A 9h au POPB trop au taquet à faire la queue sous le soleil

Federer a gagné et Nadal aussi!! enfin ça n'a aucun rapport avec les Red Hot

Les portes s'ouvrent, la fosse VIP c'est nous! contre la barrière le groupe à deux mètres à peine!!
Une première partie déstabilisante XD J'ai fait un milliard de big up



Les Red Hot, un truc magique avec des images et du son. Incroyable. Vraiment.

Scar Tissue et j'ai pleuré parce que cette chanson est magnifique.


Tiens, le chanteur ressemble à un écureuil XD



On a la classe ou on l'a pas.
Je crois qu'ils ont la classe.
Moi aussi nan?

# Postato domenica 11 giugno 2006 10:23

La semaine prochaine

Scar tissue that I wish you saw
Sarcastic mister know it all
Clo
se your eyes and I'll kiss you 'cause
With
the birds I'll share
With the
birds I'll share
This
lonely view
With
the birds I'll share
This
lonely view

Pu
sh me up against the wall
Young Kentucky girl in a push-up bra
Fall
in' all over myself
To
lick your heart and taste your health 'cause
W
ith the birds I'll share
T
his lonely view...

Blood loss in a bathroom stall
So
uthern girl with a scarlet drawl
Wave good-bye to ma and pa 'cause
Wi
th the birds I'll share
With the birds I'll share
This lonely view
Wit
h the birds I'll share
Thi
s lonely view

Soft
spoken with a broken jaw
S
tep outside but not to brawl
Autu
mn's sweet we call it fall
I'll ma
ke it to the moon if I have to crawl and
With th
e birds I'll share
This
lonely view...

Scar tissue that I wish you saw
Sarcastic mister know it all
Clo
se your eyes and I'll kiss you 'cause
Wi
th the birds I'll share
With the birds I'll share
This l
onely view
Wit
h the birds I'll share
Thi
s lonely view...

# Postato venerdì 02 giugno 2006 16:15

22h06, l'heure de dormir

Les rêves n'ont pas de saveur
Paradis artificiels
Nidation de l'embryon
La réalité est infinie
Le rêve de plastique s'achève
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# Postato venerdì 02 giugno 2006 16:06