a suit-stained tie

they painted her lips white

there was no reason but

there was disappointment

at first sight

then i thanked all the world

when i found out that blonde

hair wasn't yours

like i knew in my heart

like i knew you were an evil tiger awake

in its cool cave

and i'm still out in the sun

ready to fall into cold dirt

with clean teeth

brushed with blue paste

thinking about your crazy smile

god knows one thing

the one thing we dont

neither do the dead

but they're at least

happier about that

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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