vlad

24 août 2009

belly bleeds

Mommy Mommy why
my belly bleeds all the time?
Mommy mommy am
I hurt inside?
Am I gonna die?

Mommy Mommy why
my belly bleeds?
Where come all this blood from
Mommy Mommy am
I hurt inside?
Will I have some scars?

Mommy Mommy why
my belly cries
when I'm happy?

Mommy Mommy why
my belly cries
when I'm with him?

Mommy Mommy why
must we live?
Why I'm wondering?

Sweetie you're asking too much questions,
it'll make you cry.
Let your belly bleed
don't let it cry,
and let's sing another song...

bonne nuit les petits...

23 juillet 2009

we are going to nowhere

texte pour Satan Inc

let me tell the story of a guy
who cries his eyes out and didn't know why
i met him in the ring S-Bahn, has no terminus no break-time
he figured out how life goes on

we are going to nowhere
so let's just have fun on the road x4

sometimes we think we're stuck underground
it's better to discover the best bands
listen music all travel long don't be patient please look around
this train looks like Disney's space mountain

we are going to nowhere
so let's just have fun on the road x4

he told me life's virtually not aimed
of course it's easier when you don't feel pain
then he stopped talking and quietly smiled and he got out he was arrived
i'm still in the sub to sing he didn't understand anything

we are going to nowhere
so let's just have fun on the rails x4

07 décembre 2008

there is

there is my sunny town
there is your sick belly
there is the time that goes on
there are too much short nights

but
there are your lips on my skin
there are your hands on my hips
there are the words between us
there is my belly that you like

but
there is your unbearable pain
there are the unbereable goodbyes
there are trains I can't miss
there is the unbereable waiting

but
there is our wonderful friendship
there are the laughes we share
the time we spend chatting
our minds completely connected

but
there is this other girl than me
there is that other guy than you
there is the distance between us
there are our lives that are running out

so
there'll be just memories and dreams we made
there'll be just weird glances sometimes
there'll be the impossible sleep together
there'll be the giving up of our hearts

nice for you

I'm happy for you I'm sad
I can't see what you're feeling now
I'm happy for you I'm sad
Please just don't care

I'm moaning I'm acting mad
Close your eyes on this stupid thing now
I'm sorry you've inspired me
Such a sad song

It's called sadcore
You've got to me the taste of Chokebore

We wasn't made to love each other baby
So why did we try
Maybe it's just our last playtime

I'm green I'm blue just like some eyes
I'm jealous I'm sad
Don't want you to see me like that

(so I'm lying)

I'm happy for you I'm glad
Maybe you found a new love now
But I hate him it's not right
I wouldn't have thrown you away

I'm happy for you I'm mad
I don't know what I'm feeling now
I'm happy for you I'm glad
It doesn't matter

It's called sadcore
You've got to me the taste of Chokebore...

23 mai 2008

l'embryon

oulah, ça c'est deux vieux textes - écrits en pensant au maroufleur à l'époque (spéciale cassedédi: te fais pas de bile, c'était avant que tu sois au courant) - que j'ai réécrits ensemble et mis en musique... ça fait très ballade chiante/fleur bleue mais j'l'aime bien quand même...
quand je pense que je m'étais juré de ne jamais écrire sur l'amour...

l'embryon

je me dis qu'il faut que je me retienne

que les plaies de mon âge
ne sont plus les genoux écorchés
qu'il faut que je sois sage
que les blessures sont intérieures
que les blessures sont intérieures

ref
j'arrête pas de m'arracher le coeur
de me dire qu'il faut cesser d'aimer
et je coupe court à mes humeurs
sans jamais cesser de m'écouter
je bouche le nez à ces odeurs
pour ne pas finir asphyxiée
à trop me protéger de peur
de souffrir encore, de jurer
mort à l'amour et au malheur!
je risque de finir emmurée

mais j'aime pas gâcher

j'aime pas jeter les sentiments

surtout s'ils sont encore vivants

surtout s'ils sont encore vivants

mais il paraît que j'ai pas le droit

il paraît que c'est pas bon pour moi

tue le foetus,

tue le, tant qu'il ne te mange pas

quelque part je suis contre
l'avortement de
cet embryon que j'ai pour toi

déjà que
j'arrête pas de m'arracher le coeur
de me dire qu'il faut cesser d'aimer
et je coupe court à mes humeurs

sans jamais cesser de m'écouter
mort à l'amour et au malheur!
je risque de finir emmurée

mais je me sens encore solide
et si je l'étrangle il me laisse tranquille
alors je n'ai pas le courage de finir le travail
je me dis que ça serait trop dommage,
que je pourrais le regretter

alors je le laisse grossir
et se dégonfler
comme un coeur qui bat
comme un coeur qui bat

de toute façon quelques mois
c'est pas grand chose
pour un embryon de rose

déjà que
je bouche le nez à ces odeurs
pour ne pas finir asphyxiée
à trop me protéger de peur
de souffrir encore de jurer
mort à l'amour et au malheur
je risque de finir emmurée

même si les épines me déchirent le corps
j'ai l'habitude des blessures intérieures
je commence à avoir
de la corne sur le coeur
de la corne sur le coeur

mort à l'amour et au malheur
sans doute finirai-je emmurée
mais ça bouge encore en moi

from nine to twelve

from nine to twelve

hoo hoo

there must be a train
from nine to twelve
when i wake up
i take it
and keep dreaming

there must be a place
from nine twelve
where my body doesn't hurt
no headache nor just ache

chorus x 2:
don't know what happens
from nine to twelve
i take the train ) bis

hoo hoo

the must be a thing
from nine to twelve
that make people happy
and fucking simple

there must be a train
from nine to twelve
i can't explain otherwise
why i totally
forget these hours

x2:
cause i don't know what happened
from nine to twelve
i took the train
maybe i took the train

tchikiti )endless

28 avril 2008

fuck a duck

(ou comment s'approprier une sentence de djeuns cons)

fuck a duck.mp3

if you wanna touch the sky
fuck a duck and try to fly

frenchie little girl
i didn't have many friends
when i was at school
i didn't know what's cool

drawing on table
during english courses
from this i remember
one of these sentences

if you wanna touch the sky
fuck a duck and try to fly

it's a sunny piece of memories
since then i read it everywhere
this kind of friendship of dummies
if you're young, we are brothers

maybe our english is bad
and our laughings are stupid
but even when i'm sad
it makes me feel like a kid

if you wanna touch the sky
fuck a duck and try to fly

if you wanna touch the sky
get a fuck and try to cry

17 décembre 2007

EDIT: lil' blue mountain.mp3

litt'l blue mountain
where does it hurt?

wind passing through my nostrils
i can't breath

birds and leaves
flying as well

where does it hurt?
i can't tell, it's in my head

15 décembre 2007

of course

EDIT: of course.mp3

this skirt doesn't fit you girl
you act like a boy,
walking like a raped doll

"oh please don't play with me"
seem to say your big eyes
while you're blushing of all your skin

if you wonder
of course it's love
i don't want you just once in my bed

do i intimidate you?
don't do a move anymore
while i'm standing behind you

lovekiller

EDIT: lovekiller.mp3

dead heart
love killer
don't mind about girls

don't kiss
don't fuck
this i can't help

don't fall
in love
this i can't help

but force my brain not to think
about her
is a thing i'm used to

broking my heart myself
shut my lips
and let the time wash my fucking tears

maybe i'm just a stupid boy
always loving the girls i can't have

i'm better off alone
that's for sure
that's why i'm not looking for

a stupid girl like me
with her going out
lie to her and get my fuck

i don't wanna lose my time
so i'm a love killer