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Crise lyrics
another way to go
nobody's in this room
nobody's here for now
wakeup early, i know it's too late
to leave with the parade
look at my feet moving slowly
i'm afraid it's over
naked, a bit sleepy
in my single room
i open the door
and call up, call up the lift
i wish i was in the parade
sometimes i feel my skin
sometimes i hear of rest
please try to be friendly
but i'm too old inside
i'm so gelous but try to be
an ordinary girl
i'd like to talk but you know i hate
ordinary words
naked, a bit sleepy
in my single room
i open the door
and call up, call up the lift
i wish i was in the parade
Part of these releases
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- Track 11 on Le Phare
- 10 Jours Heureux
- 10 Les Jours heureux
- 12 Bras De Mer
- 12 Les Bras De Mer
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