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Angry At The World

[I’ve seen it. I’ve seen it all.] [I’ve had it. I’ve had it all.] [I’ve known it. I’ve known it all.] [We’ve always been bound to fall.] I, I’ve seen a million dogs waiting for their day. [I’ve seen it. I’ve seen it all.] But with every move we make...

On S'en Fout

A quoi ça sert d’avoir une loi qui m’interdit de fumer chez moi, Quelle est la première cause pour mourir sur la route déjà? De quoi tu parles quand tu parles de mon pouvoir d’achat, Ça fait déjà seize ans que je me bats, ne te moque pas... C’est grâce...

Preaching To The Choir

Fiction contributes to all illusions. See your bibles form a barricade. Hear descriptions dense of martyr militants. Time has come to excommunicate. Immature expressions of a hypocrite when you’re preaching to the choir. Imperfection becomes justif...

She blew like trumpets

[Chorus] She blew like trumpets Flew the night lovin' oh I want it You I'm in love with Blew like Trumpets Oh I want it Oh I'm coming Good love runnin' back There she was, a lady, all alone, she started to explain me, how men have done her so wrong...

The Mushroom Cloud

Living long the light that once was given to us all As fragile as we are, we're still surviving in the cold We're trying to explain ourselves and justify our lives Now there's no more need to wonder why Oh what a beautiful day for us This has been such a good...

Truth Or Dare

I’m not looking for the light. I’m looking for a lighter. I thought I made a mess but I found a new messiah. Honesty prevails even if I light her up in the middle of a square. Don’t worry, it’s my story and I’m sticking to it. I’m a liar for ever...

Une Seule Fois

Le sentiment que j'avais quand mon pere ma dit q'il etait fiere de moi, J'avait gagne au foot la premiere fois, c'etait les meilleurs temps a cette époque la, les temps ou t'es enfant, tout les galeres eux ils n'existe pas, t'imagine un nouvelle jour k...

While I Was Away

Why would you talk about me every single time I’m gone. I’m not there but I can hear you. All your whispers and your songs. I forgive you for your habits, nasty as they tend to be. I guess we all have em to a natural degree. I told you that I would be l...