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I’ve given up on giving up slowly, I’m blending in so
You won’t even know me apart from this whole world that shares my fate
This one last bullet you mention is my one last shot at redemption
because I know to live you must give your life away
And I’ve been housing all this doubt and insecurity and
I’ve been locked inside that house all the while You hold the key
And I’ve been dying to get out and that might be the death of me
And even though, there’s no way in knowing where to go, promise I’m going because
I gotta get outta here
I’m stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake
I gotta get outta here
And I’m begging You, I’m begging You, I’m begging You to be my escape.

I’m giving up on doing this alone now
Cause I’ve failed and I’m ready to be shown how
He’s told me the way and I’m trying to get there
And this life sentence that I’m serving
I admit that I’m every bit deserving
But the beauty of grace is that it makes life not fair

Cause I’ve been housing all this doubt and insecurity and
I’ve been locked inside that house all the while You hold the key
And I’ve been dying to get out and that might be the death of me
And even though, there’s no way in knowing where to go, promise I’m going because
I gotta get outta here
Cause I’m afraid that this complacency is something I can’t shake
I gotta get outta here
And I’m begging You, I’m begging You, I’m begging You to be my escape.

I am a hostage to my own humanity
Self detained and forced to live in this mess I’ve made
And all I’m asking is for You to do what You can with me
But I can’t ask You to give what You already gave

Cause I’ve been housing all this doubt and insecurity and
I’ve been locked inside that house all the while you hold the key
And I’ve been dying to get out and that might be the death of me
And even though, there’s no way in knowing where to go, promise I’m going because
I’ve gotta get outta here
I’m stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake
I’ve gotta get outta here
And I’m begging You, I’m begging You, I’m begging
You to be my escape.

I fought You for so long
I should have let You in
Oh how we regret those things we do
And all I was trying to do was save my own skin
But so were You

So were You

Time...of your life
can you make it count?
without a sound
there’s noone that makes you feel like a someone
with your naked lies and your frozen eyes

cuz it’s too late to say your sorry
it’s too late to understand
all the times you make me worry

when the night feels like it’s loaded
well the wasted day
and the trace of decay
and your somewhere
it sometimes feels like your nowhere
deaf on a cold freeway
is that your only way?

cuz it’s too late to say your sorry
it’s too late to understand
all the times you made me worry
all the times that I tried to fake a smile

have you ever needed someone else
and the feeling never fades
have you ever had it pulled away from you
till there was nothing left to take

cuz it’s too late to say your sorry
it’s too late to understand
all the times you made me worry
all the time that I tried to fake a smile

that I tried to fake a smile
just to get by

God that was strange to see you again
Introduced by a friend of a friend
Smiled and said 'yes I think we've met before'
In that instant it started to pour,
Captured a taxi despite all the rain
We drove in silence across Pont Champlain
And all of the time you thought I was sad
I was trying to remember your name...

This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin
Tried to reach deep but you couldn't get in
Now you're outside me
You see all the beauty
Repent all your sin

It's nothing but time and a face that you lose
I chose to feel it and you couldn't choose
I'll write you a postcard
I'll send you the news
From a house down the road from real love...

Live through this, and you won't look back...
Live through this, and you won't look back...
Live through this, and you won't look back...

There's one thing I want to say, so I'll be brave
You were what I wanted
I gave what I gave
I'm not sorry I met you
I'm not sorry it's over
I'm not sorry there's nothing to save

I'm not sorry there's nothing to save...

[Wanted:]
Single f, under 33, must enjoy the sun, must enjoy the sea
[Sought by single m:] Mrs.Destiny, send photo to address, is it you and me?

[Reply to single m:]
My name is Caroline cell phone number here, call if you have the time
28 and bored, grieving over loss, sorry to be heavy but heavy is the cost, heavy is the cost

[Reply to Caroline:]
Thanks so much for response, these things can be scary
Not always what you want
How about a drink? The St.Jude club at noon?
I'll phone you first I guess
I hope I see you soon!

I never got your name, I assume you're 33
Your voice it sounded kind
I hope that you like me
When you see my face, I hope that you don't laugh
I'm not a film-star beauty
I sent a photograph
I hope that you don't laugh...

[Note to single m:]
Why did you not show up?
I waited for an hour and finally gave up
I thought once that I sw you, I thought that you saw me
I guess we'll never meet now
It wasn't meant to be
I was sure that you saw me, but it wasn't meant to be

[Wanted:]
single f, under 33, must enjoy the sun, must enjoy the sea
Sought by single m:
nothing too heavy, send photo to address
is it you?
or me?

Dès sa naissance un versaillais sait qu'il se devra d'aller très loi. Déjà pour se rendre à la capitale il est obligé de prendre le train.J'ai grandi dans cette ville construite autours d'une petite cabane de chasse où le poids de l'histoire te rappelle qu'il faut que tu t'effaces. Afin de rentrer dans un rang d'enfants tous très sympas dont les principaux passe-temps sont le scoutisme et le bénévolat. Le carcan social est lourd, tout comme la masturbation rend sourd. C'est ce qu'ils me répétaient au catéchisme après les cours. Jamais un versaillais ne sera capable de faire de mal à une mouche.C'est impossible puisque au fond de lui il respecte bien trop la vie Moi c'est en grandissant à leurs côtés que je suis devenu. Un fervent défenseur en faveur de l'avortement ainsi que de l'euthanasie. Pour savoir à quoi ressemble une ville de province dans les années '60. Il n'y a pas besoin d'inventer de machine à remonter dans le passé. En partant de Paris il suffit de prendre le bon RER C .Je suis inquiet, toutes les rues d'ici semblent avoir une maladie. Je ne suis pas docteur ès ville mais je crois bien que c'est l'ennui.

(Refrain) Né sous le signe du V, sous le signe du V (bis)

Peut-être que ma ville n'est pas Hip-Hop mais il y a quand même plusieurs taggers. Le plus présent et sans nul doute celui qui signe partout " Vive le Roi ". Il y a aussi " La France aux français " mais son style est nettement plus démodé. Le soir il n'y a rien à faire à part prendre des verres Place du Marché. Si les parents de François s'absentent il y aura sans doute un squat organisé. Nous y descendrons quelques packs de Kro en écoutant du rock et fumant des joints. Il n'y aura sûrement pas de filles mais l'alcool et la drogue c'est déjà bien.Car nous sommes des rebelles sans causes depuis que l'argent nous les a enlevées. Certains vivent même dans des camions et font de la Techno dans la forêt . Et chaque jeune a dans son placard un T-shirt à l'effigie du Ché. Même si la plupart sont incapable de pouvoir expliquer qui il est. Enfermés dans leurs chambres Jean-BenoÎt et Nicolas écoutent les Pink Floyd. En rêvant de fonder un groupe de rock pour pouvoir vivre de leur musique. Mais perdus entre les 3 Avenues ils entendent la ville leur chuchoter. Qu'un vrai métier c'est Architecte ou Professeur de Mathématiques.

Refrain

Tous sont persuadés de faire partie d'une élite éduquée. Alors que tous se piquent leur place dans la queue de la Boulangerie ou du Marché. Je ne connais pas d'autre endroit où à 40 ans les femmes portent encore le serre-tête en velours . Attendent un douzième enfant et vont se confesser tous les jours. C'est d'ailleurs ici que plein de jeunes ont rencontré notre Seigneur Jésus. J'ai beau arpenter les rues, pas de chance je ne l'ai jamais vu. Marie-Charlotte aimerait me faire croire qu'elle a quelques amis basanés. Mais ce ne sont que Pierre et Louis qui rentrent bronzés de l'Ile de Ré. Dans la Bibliothèque Municipale le temps semble soudain s'être arrêté. Ce qui n'empêche personne de réviser pour Sciences- Po ou HEC. Ici bizarrement il y a des choses dont on ne parle pas. Comme du nombre de jeunes qui chaque année se suicident en Classe Prépa . Ils pourront dire tout ce qu'ils veulent sur le 11 Septembre et ses évènements. Pour moi ce ne sont que des versaillais voulant capter l'attention de leurs parents. Je pourrais partir, 20 ans à mon retour rien n'aurait changé. Quoi qu'il advienne je porte en moi d'être né sous le signe du V.

Refrain

Shoot,use your gun of life
I'm not afraid to die
In your arms
Shoot,use your gun of life
Keep on watching me
Poison me
MESAMEDASU Prince from the biomass
AI YOKU NO NAMI NI OYOGU
KANA Eacute: YO HOLO BI NA KI AI
DEMO IMA WA JIKAN GA NAI
YOKUBO NO sensor KAWASU AI NO juice
DO KASEN NI HI WO TOMOSO
HASHILE HIJOGUSHI LEIKYAKU system on
TODOKAZALU NANABAN ME NO SOLA
Who dares to wake me?
Prince from the biomass
Swimming in the waves of your intimacy
I'm able t offer
My love for centuries
But I have no time right now
Meet my desire sensors
My atom juice of joy
You want to use my affective circuits
Run to the fire exit
Use your cooling system
You'll never reach the 7th sky today

SLEEPING BEAUTY

Sleeping Beauty
Delusional
I believed I could cure it all for you dear
Coax or trick or drive or drag the demons from you
Make it right for you
Sleeping Beauty truly for I could magically heal you

Far beyond a visible sign of your awakening
Failing
Miserably to rescue
Sleeping Beauty

Drunk on ego
Truly thought I could make it right
If I kissed you one more time to help you face the nightmare
But you're far too poison for me such a fool to think that I could
Wake you from your slumber
That I could actually heal you

Sleeping Beauty
Poisoned
And Hopeless
Far beyond a visible sign of your awakening
Failing
Miserably to find a way to comfort you
Far beyond a visible sign of your awakening
Hiding from some poisoned memory

Poisoned
And Hopeless
Sleeping Beauty