so i’m down, down, down
and u’re watchin’ me crawlin’
my head is burnin’ again
my braincells are goin’ to hell
and u’re still waitin’
but i won’t be back u know,
six feets under,
u’ll spend ur time on my grave
this is how is form my brain
beginning of the year,
u were too sweet
i wish i could noticed it
but it was already over
burn
me
to the
next
weather.
ouais, j’l’aime bien finalement.