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Mountains
01:12
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Mountains oohhh ohhhh
I got fucked, cause i’ve been executed by the state
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Feel You Around
03:06
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Feel you around, it’s been six months now
The good you make me feel is as pure as gold
So kiss your eyes and dry your smile and never let me say goodbye again
I’ve been so happy sitting next to you
The whole world is upside down now and you know how much i care now
Let me fuck myself up now we’ll sure have so much fun
You are my dear, I am your ever lover
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Mrs. Love
03:14
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I’ve been seeing you around Mrs Love
But I can’t see no love in your warmless eyes
Baby I can’t see no love in your warmless eyes
So please take a breath, forget the war, let me fuckin fall asleep
I am in love with anybody cause your only body is too much for me
I wanna be anybody but you and me
The many me are as many love stories as my many personalitites
We stick together
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This is what you’ve always been : a dead squirrel in a coma
You don’t care about eating nuts anymore
And I and I and I an I believe that yesterday was better than today
Animals are dead
Just waiting for the end to come but I still can buy a pair of shoes and a yellow shirt
Run as long as you can run as long as your dick is, you’re a kangaroo
Cause I hope that’s not what you’ve always been a fuckin living dead
Animals are dead
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Si elle me brûle me pique comme des milliers de roses
Sans souci s’amuse, ses cheveux déposent
Sa crinière dorée sentir ses lèvres mauves
Et le temps retrouvé sans cesse donne sens
Aux années passées, les mois se sont écoulés
Les larmes coulent comme le temps ne se trompe jamais
Soirée d’horreur, pique-niques éthérés
Et si tout était simple comme sa jupe rose en été ?
2009 ? Non, je n’étais pas encore né
Quelque part en 2010 quelque chose dans ma tête s’est imprégné - folie
De son odeur - soupir
Son regard bleuet d’origine canine
Il parait qu’avec le temps les mœurs s’adoucissent
Mais en attendant je vois les coeurs qui s’assèchent
Ton regard est fané, tes paroles s’asombrissent
À force de t’écouter je crois que j’ai les nerfs qui lachent
Alors cet été, fais moi une promesse
Danse avec le diable jusqu’à ce que te poussent les ailes
D’une princesse sur la planète terre
Le mot qui blesse le bat qui blinde - un sourire de déesse
Sourcil froncé, guerrière d’amour
Jugement biaisé par l’éclat sans secours
De sa jeunesse perdue, combien de cacahuètes ?
C’est à l’âge doré, quand on fait trop la fête
Aller au cinéma puis finir sous la couette
À 17 ans, je sais, on regarde vers le ciel
À nos années passées à ignorer le soleil
Quand elle brille de mille feux sous ton toît, dans ta tête
À nos souvenirs dorés, comme quoi c’est pas si bête
Un silence d’une beauté, pour toujours sans pareil
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Choco Pops
01:26
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stupid shit
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Laurie is a Punk
02:28
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You f**k a** b**ch
Live faster faster
Sip sip coffee
Tiny tiny trip trip trigger
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stupid shit
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stupid shit
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I can't curb my sex emotions
I don't want no sexy motions
I need sweet concussions
I need satisfaction
Sex is fashion to me
Sex is fashion so let's get naughty
Sex is fashion
Punchy, catchy sex intentions
Dirty parties chain reactions
I need oil and lotions
I need satisfaction
Sex is fashion to me
Sex is fashion so let's get trendy
Sex is fashion
I wanna get into love and passion
But i just can't control my naughty addiction
I need electrocution
I’d kill for one more night in the mansion
Sex is fashion to me
Sex is fashion so let's get trendy
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Good Old Bands
01:30
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Good old band are singing loud while I’m right into the ground
Painter / bitch / lazer eyes filled with anger, I can’t deny what I’ve been
Tell me boy your words sound wrong, you can’t stop telling lies
You are contradiciton, I don’t want to hear about you
Is it masturbation ?
You couldn’t stop speakin’ about yourself, you lie
I don’t care about the sky, the birds, the sea, the sun
This dog, these shoes, the things I could improve
Seeing double seeing Naast, girl I don’t care if I’m last
Being beaten or fouled or fucked by a bull
Being black, white or blue
All I care about is you
No, no, no it’s not finished yet, there are too many things that I regret
I couldn’t show you my love but in letters
Now I’m all fucked up cause I couldn’t prove better
There are words that count more than touch
I am words, I am words
Your smile, your face, economically speaking
Could be sold my baby can’t you see I’m broken ?
Words have no sense, but I’m words, but I’m words
I only make sense when I’m yours
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He’s dressed as a sailor
No one told him what he’s beter off
He’s kind of a warrior, he got lost in the jungle of speed has killed you
I’m so sorry for the loss
Tell what’s your idea of a night behind the bars, I hope you’re not on drugs
I don’t want to waste my life today with the problems of tomorow
You are searching for answears at the wrong place
Wait for your time to arrive, I saw you were drinking coffee
I saw you stopped breathing alive
Language is a gift, so get on the top of the cliff and skeak up If you want to survive
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13. |
That's Where I Go
01:20
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That’s where I go
Eight hours so fast, haven’t changed me at all
Don’t look at the past
Boy you have the chance to leave and to give back the money that was lent to you
You are so tired and wasted like a bean
You have nothing to learn from me, but I can tell you that I last
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Chanson d'Amour #2
02:22
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Passer l’été à l’attendre, rêver de sa joue tendre
Trois hivers plus tard, elle est intacte dans ma mémoire
Nous nous sommes retrouvés cet après midi d’été
Jeune fille soleil, éclaire mon intimité
Ses yeux sont de glace, son regard est habité
Douceur sauvage, délicatesse inaltérée
Un mirage teint de velour, jeune fille d’amour
Ses lèvres murmurent des paroles sans détour
Me rassurent, m’enlassent, je passe mon tour
Ce soir je ne rentrerai pas
Seul je m’imagine là-bas
Oubliant que ma tête est malade
Son innocence est un remède pour ma mémoire
Passer l’été à l’ettendre, rêver de sa joue tendre
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Dictionary
03:13
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This is a short story about what It’s like to be in love
It has nothing to see with the dictionary you offered to me when I was blind and see
Only the pages that are like obvious lies and not the lines between the pages
I’ve lied to you so far, fear is back in your eyes now, fear is bak in your eyes
I’ve lied to myself again, lied to myself
I’m not afraid of god, but I’m afraid of being alone
So what if god decides that I will die alone ?
This is a short story about what It’s like to be in love
It has nothing to see with the dictionary you offered to me when I was blind and see
Only the pages that are like obvious lies and not the lines between the pages
There is no mystery, just love between you and me
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I haven’t been here for a while, I forgot her bright eyes
Now I live two billion miles away in the city of lies
I have been drinking too much wine looking for her bright eyes
The city lights bling me baby
Don’t know if I’m right or wrong
But I’ll sing and dance woo woo woo
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Timothée Sombrero Marseille, France
Musique pop faite d'amour et autres émotions contradictoires
☀️ Avec toute ma sincérité
➡️ Marseille 13006
câlins :
timothee.normand@gmail.com
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