Brained

Épisode 11: Beachboy, McCafferty

« Okay google : joue la musique appellée... Beachboy de McCafferty »

I swear to fucking god Chris, I'll turn this fucking car around! Shut the fuck up!

I don't get parties or getting high

I just get low most of the time

And I'll be there for you baby but I've got to have some room

And you gotta keep your eyes on the new guys in the room

And the way they dance is crazy, I have never seen this shit

And the strobe light's way too hot so let's just get this over with

She says, "Your lips tasted like they did way back in July

Headaches and overdose, I hope that we never die"

October's always here, November never leaves

Je prends la main de Mathilde:

December disappears, she says to me...

« Allez, lève-toi et danse avec moi! »

« Okay ! » répondit-elle.

"Well, I dance really fast, so you've gotta dance real fast

And my friends are all passed out in the back of my friend's van"

And she's got this sexy hair braid that goes over her forehead

Lindsey, let me kiss your forehead

Elles dansaient toutes les deux sur cette musique,

En oubliant le monde extérieur, en se concentrant

Sur le moment présent.

And I know that you think that I don't care about all the friends I left behind

The ones who stay up late at night screaming out their shattered minds

I know that you think that I don't care about the friends I left behind

The ones who stay up late at night screaming out their shattered minds, hey!

And she's on top of me, and it is hot, hot, hot!

She says, "Come on sweetheart, take 'em off"

So I will take 'em off, and then we take 'em off

And then her dad walks in—oh shit, her dad walks in

She says to dance really fast, "'Cause I like to dance real fast

And my friends are all passed out in the back of my friend's van"

And she's got this sexy hair braid that goes over her forehead

Lindsey, let me kiss your forehead

And I know that you think that I don't care about all the friends I left behind

The ones who stay up late at night screaming out their shattered minds

I know that you think that I don't care about the friends that I left behind

The ones who stay up late at night screaming out their shattered minds

It's always a head game with you Nick

You never had a shot at any of this

So just smash a guitar, smash your dreams

Grow up now is just what I mean

It's always a head case with you Nick

You never had a shot at any of this

So just smash a guitar, smash your dreams

Grow up now is just what I mean, oh

Grow up now is just what I mean

Grow up now is just what I mean

Grow up now is just what I mean

Grow up now is just what I mean...

Elles s'écroulent toutes les deux sur le lit.

« Ah... Ah... Ça fait longtemps que je ne m'étais pas amusée comme ça, Lina ! »

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