Just Tonight
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Last published Thu, Aug 17, 2017
Tu vivais dans un monde droit et clair, pas tout à fait pur mais fait de courses de voitures plus ou moins légales, d'amitiés et de joie de vivre. Je vivais dans un monde bancal et torturé, une débauche de chaque instant fait d'alcools, de drogues et d'autodestruction. Mais sur ce dernier point, tu m'as dépassé depuis que je t'ai fait entrer dans mon monde. Je regrette et tu n'es plus là pour le voir. Ton esprit plutôt n'est plus là pour le voir. Tu as perdu ta lucidité au contact de ce monde pourri, à mon contact. Alors seulement ce soir, je resterai. Et nous balancerons le reste du monde au loin. Et demain, nous prendrons des chemins différents.
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Cette histoire est inspirée de la chanson Just Tonight du groupe The Pretty Reckless. Je ne détiens aucun droit ni l'interprétation absolue. C'est juste l'idée que je me fais d'une possible histoire des deux personnages de la chanson. Si vous connaissez Just Tonight, n'hésitez pas à venir me faire par de votre propre interprétation ou juste parler musique !
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