On aura des beaux jours, mais aussi des mauvais,. Ça je te le promets. Tu peux m'accompagner mais y'a rien à gagner. Attention tu commets, peut-être, un faux pas.
In the world with the serious cases. White, white men with the clipboard faces. And you're rolling around. In your minding on the ground. Feeling ten feet tall.
Found you in a hole, it was enough.. Needed you to work on my wounds.. Offered up the back of your hand.. Suitable enough.. . I've been pretty low.. So I fall back into your arms once more..
Stop stop go,. If I commit can I keep myself whole,. Am I wasting time on my own,. Woah oh oh. On my own. . How do I start,. Tripping over my head and my heart,.
These two rivers meet. They run together. I will be with you for worse or better. Weâll keep traveling as long as the sun lasts. Cause my future met and married your past.
Drawn into the backdrop here you can fade, you can fade away,. Bright lights on a starless night, burn a hole in the dying day,. . Looking at life through a loaded gun.
Billy was a young boy throwing bricks. Running through town with his finger flipped. Crying inside for the love he missed. Kissing your face with pale fist.
well i got another letter in the mail today. after 27 lines i hadn't a thing to say. it said "i love you little brother but i don't know why you let your hair get long and your soul grow tired".
as our ships sails under moonlight. the mighty north-wind blows. there's a scream come from the cabin. not a sailor could have known. is it he who killed the captain?.
Waiting around for a sign to come. Something pretty obvious but still a conundrum. Taking your time is all lovely and fine. But soon it starts to burn holes in your eyes.
If I washed my clothes and I combed my hair. would you look at me the same?. All this time I believed I had lost control,. but this doesn't have a name..
I didn't see you there. You know I didn't mean to scare you. I'm just as fragile as you. The winds have changed a bit. So cold I cannot even felt it. I think I know that this is it.
Flowers bloom when love is born,. two hearts collide.. If you ever feel a thorn,. I'll be there by your side.. . Nothing will ever hurt you,. I'll keep you safe..
We are young, and on the run, we don't know much. You are mine, and I am yours, it's not a quick touch. As the sun is sure to rise, I will never leave your side.
Well he's burning like a fire. On a dark street. Now fall a feet (?). Falls short of me. . And he's tearing after youth. And fresh meat. 'Cause he needs, because he needs.