posté le 29-08-2008 à 13:16:03
06 I don't chance
I do not read the newspaper
I am too young to seek work
Is this fault
Like another
Building as far as the eye can see
Why is it appeared
Or is this really solid?
I don't chance
To be always in fright
I must touch yes touched
Is this really enough
Of all these responsibilities
I don't chance
An only little delay
My excuse are really too late
It is insane of rage
Must I turn the page
I visit Mercure
That I put on painting
Or is really my place?