16 janvier 2011
late at night
If you hear something late at night
Some kind of trouble. some kind of fight
Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was
I think it's because I'm clumsy
I try not to talk too loud
Maybe it's because I'm crazy
I try not to act too proud
...
I guess I'd like to be alone
Nothing broken, nothing thrown
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Ces paroles m'ont toujours fait un effet étrange... Tristes, frappantes!
Écrit par : Sabbio | 26 janvier 2011
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