Last night I went outside and became really wild. I didn't know what was going on, I didn't understand all the strange things that happened. I wore an orange jacket from Pieces, a turquoise jacket by H&M and some DIY ripped jeans. My boots are crappy and definetly going to the garbage soon ! Fuck this, I just wanna be a sinner.
I have no fucking regret, I just wanna be a sinner. I want to smoke in the boys' room and I wanna mess with you. I like taking risks, I like being rude, I like being wrong. I've got desires burning on the edge of my lips. I'm all about my motherfucking sick behaviors and I don't care if they all feel upset. Baby, I can't fake it. I just wanna rock you steady, I want you to stand by me. But I left my heart somewhere, I was there and I did this. I lost my heart, I'm just a voodoo child. I would like to kill myself for this. I gotta get outta the zone and save myself from paradise. I want to save your soul. I wish I could keep my eyes open all the time but I'm just completely fucked up. I like darkness and that's the way I paint my face, I like to keep it on my mind both day and night. Being depressed doesn't mean you're never happy. There are walls that keep it from you, but sometimes you find a crack and you're able to slip past and stay there for a little while, before it's patched up again by lonely thoughts. I'm totally addicted to pleasure, gidiness, weariness and death. Pain always wins and there's nothing but pain to fight against pain. What were you doing in my dreams last night, honey ? Because when you dream about me, you seem like you dont' care. Maybe I was too lonely, I made some kind of magic to get you near my dead body. I asked you to leave my brain but I just can't forget you. When I woke up, I sang a little town blues and melted away. Something weird infected my brain and I want to wash it down, but the smoke is just too heavy. There's something bubbling all inside of me and it's going to erupt. Well, maybe I wear leather but my head is full of childish anger. Life is a game but it's not fair ; I break the rules so I don't care. The tears are going down but it doesn't feel wrong. Why ? It's a mystery to me. I'm floating around in ecstasy and there's nobody to stop me, I'm gonna keep drinking 'til I'm petrified and maybe these tears will leave my eyes. There's a tear in my glass but I'm gonna put my best dress on and be a baby, I'm gonna fix my hair up right, I'm going way down beneath the neon lights, I'm working the hard line.
I have no fucking regret, I just wanna be a sinner. I want to smoke in the boys' room and I wanna mess with you. I like taking risks, I like being rude, I like being wrong. I've got desires burning on the edge of my lips. I'm all about my motherfucking sick behaviors and I don't care if they all feel upset. Baby, I can't fake it. I just wanna rock you steady, I want you to stand by me. But I left my heart somewhere, I was there and I did this. I lost my heart, I'm just a voodoo child. I would like to kill myself for this. I gotta get outta the zone and save myself from paradise. I want to save your soul. I wish I could keep my eyes open all the time but I'm just completely fucked up. I like darkness and that's the way I paint my face, I like to keep it on my mind both day and night. Being depressed doesn't mean you're never happy. There are walls that keep it from you, but sometimes you find a crack and you're able to slip past and stay there for a little while, before it's patched up again by lonely thoughts. I'm totally addicted to pleasure, gidiness, weariness and death. Pain always wins and there's nothing but pain to fight against pain. What were you doing in my dreams last night, honey ? Because when you dream about me, you seem like you dont' care. Maybe I was too lonely, I made some kind of magic to get you near my dead body. I asked you to leave my brain but I just can't forget you. When I woke up, I sang a little town blues and melted away. Something weird infected my brain and I want to wash it down, but the smoke is just too heavy. There's something bubbling all inside of me and it's going to erupt. Well, maybe I wear leather but my head is full of childish anger. Life is a game but it's not fair ; I break the rules so I don't care. The tears are going down but it doesn't feel wrong. Why ? It's a mystery to me. I'm floating around in ecstasy and there's nobody to stop me, I'm gonna keep drinking 'til I'm petrified and maybe these tears will leave my eyes. There's a tear in my glass but I'm gonna put my best dress on and be a baby, I'm gonna fix my hair up right, I'm going way down beneath the neon lights, I'm working the hard line.
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tu px me dire dou viennent tes coliers stp
tu t'es coupée les cheveux ?????
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