Fake friends
All we do is pretend
Tell you that they love u what a doesn’t at the end
Have of u fakers
Back in a day
Snake in a grash and get on my way
That fake a punch it looke hey
Borry go less daily come in my faith
Big friend
All we do is pretend
Tell you that they love u what a doesn’t at the end
Fake friends
All we do is pretend

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Style Model Fashion

Love the way you look at me

Glamour Love Design

Love the way you look at me

Dance Move Connect

Love the way you look at me

Shine Taste Touch

Love the way you look at me

Smile

Look Hold

Love the way you look at me


Reach Grab
Respond Find

LES ANGESÉtaient-ce les humeurs de l’automne Mélancolie des feuilles sous les ormes Était-ce la couleur de l’air, la douceur de l’eau Tout ce qui fait encore danser les roseauxÉtait-ce la béance de ton cœur
La triste précision des longues heures
Ou était-ce le fond du temps, le fond des gens, Profondément, les vivants...?Il est trop tôt ce soir
Au bord des battants noirs La lune n’a pas eu le temps De dissuader le vent.Était-ce la hauteur des étoiles
Qui ont soudain hissé leurs grandes voiles Emmenant avec elle, les fées
Dérobant la brillance de l’étéLes angesÉtait-ce l’insouciance du hasard Que l’on a vu sortir trop en retard Et qui sous ta fenêtre a oublié L’appel du temps, l’éternité.Il est trop tôt ce soir
Au bord des battants noirs La lune n’a pas eu le temps De dissuader le ventÉtait-ce la figure du triste monde
Colère de la mer qui monte
Était-ce le fond des villes, les ports trop loin L’indifférence de chaque matin.Était-ce l’impuissance de tes peurs
Les mains vides de sens, dans l’ampleur Adieu le sort, adieu l’exil
Adieu l’existence tranquille.

Some of them are dogs
And every dog is very grateful
Some of them are sharks
And every shark is always damn cool Some of them are worms yeah
And worms are all very flexible
Some of them are rats
And rats are all very sensible
Some are grateful Some are damn cool Some are flexible Some are sensible
Darii, Darii baby Darii, Darii baby Darii, Darii baby Darii, Darii baby
Some of them are wolves
And every wolf has clinical powers Some of them are pigs
And every pig represses its glowers Some of them are vipers yeah
And vipers are all venerated
Some of them are leeches
And leeches are all very two hearted
Some have clinical powers Some repress their glowers Some are venerated
Some are even two hearted
Darii, Darii baby Darii, Darii baby Darii, Darii baby Darii, Darii baby Darii, Darii baby Darii, Darii baby Darii, Darii baby Darii, Darii baby

IT IS YOU

Sleep overClosest to dawnThe lines are drawn
The acts of youth
And only by the gods we’ll make it through

Sleeper don’t goYour dress is only creased in two
Will you come and lie with me
My face is turnedEnding as an apogee
I’ll never learn

It is you
It is youIt is you

Come by I don’t want to sleep
Without you all over my dreams
Cedars green glowThe smell upon the bed sheet knewWill you come and lie with me
The chase is done
Perfect physiognomyI’ll never learn

It is you
It is youIt is you