Login :

Mot de passe :



S'inscrire
Mot de passe perdu
Accueil
Forum
Paroles de chansons
Liste des Membres
Règles du site
Visiteurs connectés : 3
Pages générées :
aujourd'hui : 329
total : 1617580
  Paroles
    > Placebo
      > Every you every me
Rechercher : TitreArtiste
Merci de bien vouloir lire les règles avant de poster
Tchimmy



Admin

Nombre de Paroles : 830
Inscrit le : 30/10/2004
Montgeron



Sucker love is heaven sent.
You pucker up, our passion's spent.
My hearts a tart, your body's rent.
My body's broken, yours is spent.

Carve your name into my arm.
Instead of stressed, I lie here charmed.
Cuz there's nothing else to do,
Every me and every you.

Sucker love, a box I choose.
No other box I choose to use.
Another love I would abuse,
No circumstances could excuse.

In the shape of things to come.
Too much poison come undone.
Cuz there's nothing else to do,
Every me and every you.
Every me and every you,
Every Me...he

Sucker love is known to swing.
Prone to cling and waste these things.
Pucker up for heavens sake.
There's never been so much at stake.

I serve my head up on a plate.
It's only comfort, calling late.
Cuz there's nothing else to do,
Every me and every you.
Every me and every you,
Every Me...he

Every me and every you,
Every Me...he

Like the naked leads the blind.
I know I'm selfish, I'm unkind.
Sucker love I always find,
Someone to bruise and leave behind.

All alone in space and time.
There's nothing here but what here's here's mine.
Something borrowed, something blue.
Every me and every you.
Every me and every you,
Every Me...he

Every me and every you,
Every Me...he {x4}



--------------
Tchimmy! niyark Tchimmy!
"le coeur a ses raisons que la raison ignore"
"La vie est un éternel entonnoir qui retrecit..."

Deux citations de Mama:
"je vais te mettre par derrière" et "je ne suis pas du jambon"

pour le coup, "that's what she said!"

"C'est que je t'aime de toute mon âme, et plus que ma vie même, ô serpent d'or merveilleux! C'est qu'il m'est impossible de vivre sans toi et que je me consume de désespoir si je ne te revoie pas, si tu n'es pas à moi comme ma bien-aimée. Mais, je le sais, tu m'appartiendras, et alors s'accompliront les promesses de l'ineffable au-delà que j'ai rêvé." Hoffmann, Le Vase d'or (in "Contes")
13/05/2005 22:43
ProfilSite web            

©2oo4-2oo6 Photos Zipei/Tchimmy | Déclaration CNIL N°1055223