Journée de la pleine lune. Au sommet de la dune. A caresser de loin ton chien. . T'oublies or not t'oublies. Les ombres d'opalines. Au rendez-vous suivant, j'attends.
I am obliged to believe. It's all in vain. Break my back for you everyday. It's all insane. Break my back. Ahah. You pledge your innocence to me. I am obsessed with a thought.
I am obliged to believe. It's all in vain. Break my back for you everyday. It's all insane. . Break my back. You pledge your innocence to me. . I am obsessed with a thought.
I've got a problem and I don't know what to do. I get molested by the people who believe. They run around and bother everyone they see. Somebody stop them, I don't care what it takes.
When I'm falling down. How in hell could I know, break me. When I'm on my knees. How in hell could I know, break me down. . I wanna beat them down, I wanna beat them down.
There is a place where reality is wrong. And I know because I've been there. Where plastic people live their plastic lives. And I know because I've been there.
I go to the corner where it all goes down. And i do things i'll regret but not right now. They say "angel, you been here before". Yeah, i had my boots to carry me.
Black Madonna will come down for you. With open arms and a veil to hide her face. And Black Madonna will come down for you. And there is no sickness and there is no suffering.
I was drivin. Through the badlands. A woman screaming. Cause she stuck in the radio. (my heart will go on). He was a biker. That's what he told me. "where's your bike then?".
She's walking, talking, and she's breathing. Everything you need.. But there's something so special. Man there's something so unique.. They're perfect in every way. There's not much more i can say..
This is a song for anyone with a broken heart. This is a song for anyone who can't get out of bed. I'll do anything to be happy. Oh, 'cause blue skies are calling but I know that it's hard.
We're beside you when you walk, leave the navigation to us. See the questions form around minds craving fullness. . Just another listen, you might find.
White, black, white, black who cares?. Nervous my finger caresses the trigger. Red line is trained on you. And what did you do to deserve this fate. All I see is you were born.
Oh here you go. Due on the stage for another marionette show. Just when. You thought you could fight this battle. They moved the sunset strip. To Seattle.
Can't see my face. In a looking glass, who was looking back, I can't decide. Can we take this track. Going deep beneath the clouds of sin, get on, get on, get on.
I hate what you've done to me. I hate what I feel. Pail love gone void. Cracks in your smile lipstick smear. We used to be like animals. Now there's nothing here.
Death is part of this pail second. Reacting in chaos with only moments to spare. I'm still trying to figure the part. I played in this game, my own demise.
So stuck in your human ideals. Your sickness has been ignored. For far too long. No longer will I refrain. From questioning you. To unnunciate my words more clearly.