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Danser Sous La Pluie

Another lonely superstar to get away inside your car, take it much too far
Surrender to the brave inside, a lover that another tried; take it too, my ride…

~*~

Your mourning black umbrella lost

In the fluttering harsh dips of wind

But does it even matter, what it cost

If it’s traded for content serenity within

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Heartbeats lead and gracefully march

Down the lone ghostly ice cream stand

Chilled sweet vanilla, perfect to match

This soft weather’s cool azure demand

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Blotting back at winking constellations

Just bursting with endless fascinations

So won’t you stretch your pallid hand to me

And we’ll walk down the path of infinity

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The rain’s simple comforting melody

And your limerent love hallucinations

The sun’s hot rays will not take us today

Another cause for a rowdy celebration

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Thunder will roar, the sky spilled with grey

But the colourful joyous music is here to stay

So hear me out today, on this drizzling Sunday

And take me out dancing, come what May.

~*~

You don’t have to keep it if it’s mine
Another place maybe another time…
A May December might not be so smart

Arrivals that we wish would not depart…

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Dépendance Noiré

Yeah, you don’t know my mind
You don’t know my kind
Dark necessities are part of my design
Tell the world that I’m falling from the sky…

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I sign the papers to my own death knell

As I gladly submit to your anathemic spell

A personal, selfish, rotten, sick addiction

Adding another rusty nail to my crucifixion

The darkest of my clandestine necessities

Lighting me up inside like wild incendiaries

Got me so high until I refuse thusly to stop

So make me fly again and fill up my cup

Swirling with the sweetest soul’s spirits

Add another toxic scarlet potion and stir it

Perfume scents, the most dizzying kind

Further deepen the haze that is my mind

Soliloquies and bullets spill from my mouth

Confessions told, kneeling in a roundabout

Vices, virtues, now they all look the same

Salvation, sinning, so remember my name

I know the bad side effects, consequences

I have knowledge of this wrongful mess

But at this point I’m lost, gone too far under

To even stop to care about it now and wonder.

~*~

Do you want this love of mine
The darkness helps to sort the shine
Do you want it, do you want it now?…

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