What a Clumsy boy! He forgot to never tell a girl that her friend is better than her...!

To not feel goof next to superficial beauties isnt a reason to stay there without doing anything
If this boy have to be your thus you have to turn arround him and catch him by every ways
Everything is about rivality in a superficial dimension

Its about strass and glam
Not about science effect or even better reflect
All about mouth and tongue before words, heart and head

Oh Mr.Beauty! come on and you will see.
All mistakes you can do : I Agree !

Rivality is just a part of the conception of your pain
you can even make a smile your blood is hot in your veins
some sentences (un)said classified like assasane
make your heart beat for an other guy : it would be a wonderful grace

Actions are the same
You want to be his addiction
You want him for foolish reasons
PATHETIC how you tell your mission
But you arent the girl in his eyesight, so there's no solutions

Oh Mr.Beauty! come on and you will see.
All mistakes you can do : I Agree !

I want to be the cocaine on your veins and the adrenalin in your head
like your superficial ambition ill become your first mission : what a great decision!
Its better to guess this like his futur vision than crying for the worst solution of this tention

Find an other one
Pick up one in your car
he will want to have your babies
Oh sweet, one more tragedy !

That's the reason why :
Keep in hope the sensation of a new romance
your last wish won't be able to stop your breathe..

I don't like what you say to me

Wow, that always seems so far from now when we look torward some perfect moments
Talking with people on AIM or MSN isnt intersting anymore compared to a word from him
But after all this 'him' wont get any sense anymore after an other Him, and after an other and an other again

You want an everything as an everythings wants wings
You need this solution as Cupid needs an excellent vision
But after all you need impossiblities to find a fucking perfection

As long as the hearth will turn around the sun
My fingers will tape about you
As longs as my tears wont be deleted of my face
My heart wont beat anymore for you

Wow, that always seems so unbelivable from the reality how tragedies and fatalities bought our misery in their stories.
So unmeaning as everytime that they drew our ways in their road to bring us the worst melody, What a bitersweet symphony sounds for you like a musical gift from Hell in Your head

But we all have our meaning sound resounding in our head
It's scripted as a movie script : after all Rose had to survive and Jack had to dead
After all you still have lot of things to provide and we have everything in hands to deal

Poetry cant be poetry by my hands
Love cant be born as Love for my heart (to your heart)

I shall thank anybody whom's dreaming of me at night : i will just adviser you to not do it anymore
Im better to become dream in nightmares that to make of your nighmares a wonderfull dream
I stay the best person to put mess in your minds,
Im not a personal educator you can check it in my eyes.

If i had a band? "OH My Lord!" would be its name. If i shared my bed ? Don't dream you wouldnt get any place.

This is a new year
so you gotta do a new chorus for my tongue
my lips get bored by your bridge
this is a new year for me

if you arent in the road to follow your decisions
your life will still be fulled by shitty actions
If you want to find a solution
just look at the botom of his eyes : you'll see a revolution

As we're made to be ridiculous in wagoon made to pick us up in Hell
Yes you know what i mean, you're living for it
As you're made to forget the tears in a dimension made to write the lines
Yes you know what i mean, you're only living it

the color of the sky depends of your mood
tell me why we only see grey : it doesnt coincide with your smile
you cant stop lying to us as long as you wont stop lying to yourself
We dont aim for grey and lies

i could see the bravery in your eyes and your body showing me all the spine
but i cant see anything : why did the windows stay closed ?
I've got the key of your door, but the light isnt there
And our wonderful sky remains grey

Woah i gotta live of this freaky world
Woah i gotta make new friends and jump into the Best wagoon
I chose the most appropriate Djs, its not conventional
We will be dancing and drinking all night long
Drinking as a drinker can, yes drinking to forget that our sky is grey

If you dont want a bad place in my minds : change the mentalities
Create them a definitive smile
If you want a such place in my heart : make the back of the blue in our reality
Now i can see you smile..

It's better to see it than guessing it
We cant guess any death : you know how we live in the naivety...