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Jul 05, 2007 00:07
Je sais finalement le goût d'amour!
C'est une croix entre la bière et le sang bon marché,
avec un arrière-goût de sec sarcastique discours
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corsica_
September 18 2008, 18:14:48 UTC
time & all you gave
i was the jerk who preferred the sea
to tussling in the waves
tugging your skirt, singing please, please, please
but now i see love
tracked on the floor where you walked outside
now i seek love
looking for you in this other girl's eyes
time & all you took
only my freedom to fuck the whole world
promising not to look
promising light on the sidewalk girls
but now i see love
there in your car where i said those things
now i see love
tugging your skirt, singing please, please, please
time & all you gave
there on your cross that i never saw
well beyond the waves
dunking my head when i heard you call
but now i see love
there in the scab where you pinched my leg
now i see love
there on your side of my empty bed
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i was the jerk who preferred the sea
to tussling in the waves
tugging your skirt, singing please, please, please
but now i see love
tracked on the floor where you walked outside
now i seek love
looking for you in this other girl's eyes
time & all you took
only my freedom to fuck the whole world
promising not to look
promising light on the sidewalk girls
but now i see love
there in your car where i said those things
now i see love
tugging your skirt, singing please, please, please
time & all you gave
there on your cross that i never saw
well beyond the waves
dunking my head when i heard you call
but now i see love
there in the scab where you pinched my leg
now i see love
there on your side of my empty bed
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