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PLUS PERSONNE N42COUTE DE SKA

de Poésie Zéro
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Here comes the white nights again
In every laugh is hidden the pain
Small talk with a slip of the toungue
I'm feeding the fire knowing it's wrong

The night used to comfort me
Told me what my life should be
Now I'm dancing on a vulcano
I know the world but not my ego

It's dark here inside and I did at least I tried
But I can't find the person
I can't look into the eyes of the Sun

It's a fair mockery
The sinsiter mirror inside of me