Lyrics:
meilleurs à chaque jour.
© c.S.
chez l'iable
J'envoyé mon boss chez l'iable
J'envoyé mon boss chez l'iable
J'envoyé mon boss chez l'iable
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© c.S.
Hey C.S. man um
Yeah since you don't want to gimme a dollar for no beer um
Why don't you gimme a lyrical shout out on your album junior?
C
There is this moment, the sounds, the sensations, feelings. Just this moment.
C.S. Lewis said, You don't see the center because it's all center. So
you believe
The smell of c.s. gas
Confusion of the mass
Cold sweat
Warning
Out of control
You know we know
Turning your face away
But where to go
?Bloodsport for all?, said Corporal Flash
And shoved me in a room full of C.S. gas
Stuck me in a wet-suit to dry off in the sun
And fed me pet food,
Sa pensée devient la mienne
On ne veut plus se quitter
On attend que l'aube vienne
On veut s'aimer pour l'éternité
> Refrain
© c.S.
Qu'attend-il mon Cupidon ?
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© c.S.
As vezes não fico a vontade nos mesmos lugares de antes
Coincidiu com o que eu diziam os livros de C.S. Lewis
O divino mora dentro de mim
Foi embora o medo
G
Oh oui, je flotte.
© c.S.
chauffe sa maison
Pendant que le dragon
Écoute la chanson
Toute emplie d'harmonie
De ce choeur réuni.
© c.S.
I waited
And waited then I waited
At lunchtime my car stalled out
I couldn't get it started
Had a book by c.s. lewis
I finished the last page
solution
Road block
Cash from chaos received
This sun burns more than you believe
The smell of C.S. gas
Confusion of the mass
Cold sweat
Road block
Cash from chaos received
This sun burns more than you believe
The smell of C.S. gas
Confusion of the mass
Cold sweat
Warning
Out
As you lie there on your bed
Beneath the face of Louise Brooks
With your makeup and your teddy bear
And your C.S. Lewis books
Bad seed
a schooler
I've been in my bag
I've been in my Prius
Hopping in the Jag
Hopping in the C.S.
They just wanna see me, but they don't wanna see us
Start fresh,
cm E
Sois chaleureux, et toujours cool.
> Refrain
© c.S.
feu.
E C/e D G (Bis) + (b - g - G)
© c.S.
sound it had yet produced,
The sun arose.
- Text from "Narnia: The Magician's Nephew" by C.S. Lewis
cent millions de gens
Nous sommes là tous ignorants
Et vous Monsieur qu'en pensez-vous
Devrions-nous ouvrir les yeux.
© c.S.
and jury
Crash cadets buy on the never never
And spit in the face
Of the lie detector
A peaceful gathering on the city street
And they're out with the c.s.
tenho a voz que te arrepia, mas não quer ouvir
Me desbloqueia aí
Me desbloqueia aí
C.S. Studio, o melhor, viu? Haha!
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