By the side of the road where you always scream.
Living among the nighlife treasures on the corner of an avenue.
Don't you wear anything else but your beauty?
Is there somebody else that love you for more than your body?
Teenage eyes dry on hope...
A misery smile hidding a fragile heart.
Le monde est mort et est foutu...
Dans mon salon je possede ce cadre gisant nue sans vecu.
Les cicatrices de ces ombrages y apportent les regard sans regrets.
Jeune et pourtant les fleurs qui y poussent sont deja si rare.
Une fille c'est comme une edifice, il y a toujours plusieurs etages...
The rose kept on fading away..
And the screams dried all her fragile heart.
The blood erased all traces of senses.
Somewhere on a bed she felt for the last time.
The last time i saw her she was still so beautiful.
So beautiful that i though she was going to meet the man of her life...
Instead she ended up on a sidewalk wearing nothing underneath her pants.
She killed her life in a second and kissed the shoes she liked more than anything else.
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