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...
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
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
20 juillet 2007
2h
eh ben ça faisait longtemps!
two hours
crying today
too tired
to think about the reasons
i need rest
before reflexions
useless tears
and nobody's guilty
two hours
i wasted
vain complaints
i fell flat on the ground
two hours
on a wet carpet
i finally
break down
08 mai 2007
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