Lyrics:
années lumières d'être
C'que j'veux mais c'est pas finit
Une sacoche LV
La peufra d'Michel Platini
À des années lumières de vous
Ma peine se remplit dans
I'd hate to see me cry
Before I even recognize
The time I'm wasting being nice
To you the girl, the thorn in my side
And I'd hate to see you cry
Never thought I'd see it again
In the candle lights
Night lights
Suicide
If i couldn't then
It would be same why?
Tired of trying
Fed up with
fried?
I Just need to hit rewind
Told me, That'd he see me
It'd just take some time
Imma sit back relax and enjoy this flight
Imma sit back relax and enjoy
higher
Then you'd see I'm down so low
I keep fallin', fallin apart at the heart
Keeps me wonderin' when does the gettin' over you start
It's hard
that's too hard to read it
But if you look you'd see how you look through me eyes
But now one more chapter's gone by, and I know
It's time to move
numb when I learned to see
So I never fell for Vietnam
We got the wall of D.C. to remind us all
That you can't trust freedom
When it's not in your
roll up on the biddes like feel these
In a size 56 Phillies
In jersey I got the nets on
That you can bet on
In d.c. I couldn't pull it
Without
An awesome pad in Washington, D.C.
(If you vote for me)
I'd play golf all day with heads of state
If they brought beer, wouldn't that be great?
I can't
thrilling you is killing me
I haven't seen you in so long
Right now your just a voice on my telephone
You say you'd see me tomorrow
But my tomorrow's
the stardom
I get, booted, zooted, write down my problems
I've been through it headed right for the bottom
D.C. naw, would've been a sniper in Harlem (so
the stardom
I get, booted, zooted, write down my problems
I've been through it headed right for the bottom
D.C. naw, would've been a sniper in Harlem (so
of romance
Were the best
When you kept your cards pressed tight
Against your chest
But soon, soon, all too soon
She'd understand
And she'd see and feel
miss the things you never thought you'd see
There's still so many things I want to be
Sometimes I just don't even want to sleep
In a New York
wicked joker's
kill, southwest thrills)
Southwest is in the haugh!
D.C. is in the haugh!
I'm in the haugh, in the haugh, in the haugh
Hamma, hamma, hamma
to get it on, we marched upon the lawn
out in D.C., stated our word is bond on TV
Unfold the prophecy left in the cold by democracy
This whole world
Fucked and I want ya
Looked and I loved ya
Stuck, now I need ya
Hopin' I'd see ya
Touch and I feel how
Much can you see her, no
Hiding all your
cancelled
Never thought I'd see the day
That I'd be doin' shows in Norway (oh)
With a Cuban that dancin' like MJ
We came a long way (whoa)
Doors suicide,
O2S'n
Ça va r'tourner des dressings si là ça sign
J'ai du trois des lucky mais pas d'massa
C'est un massacre pas d'massage
Que d'la réalité pas
lèves les bras, lèves le son
J'rappe dans c'drôle d'état
De Paname à Lyon, c'est Pac' avec Anton Serra
Pour tous les rejetons
Les watts nous bétonnent
machtig. U geneest.
Am G Em, Am Em. C D Am, C D Em. G A Bm C.
aussi
Le marché noir ne cesse jamais
Il y a une forte demande de shit yeah
Fuck ton C.D.I. aussi
Fuck ton C.D.D.
C'est pas avec c'te shit là
Que
Les soirs de pluie
Les vacances et le vent
Et ton corps blond
De soleil et de sable
Un an d'amour
C'est irréparable
Un an d'amour
C
Choo-choo, choo-choo, chooka-chooka, choo
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
A, B, C, D, E, F, G
Hoodoo, voodoo, seven, twenty-one, two
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