guillaume&delphine

Les petites filles

acouphène

Straight edge

Hush Him

Endless Ugliness

New York / Alicante

Contusion

Brazil

Krêve, éloïse

Le dernier jour

Girls in RED

Time to be medicated

[in the mood for] Bombed

Love there are flowers hanging in the vine
So high you cannot see
Now my mind must go on holiday, torn from it's hook, a broken valentine
I see the smoke from a revolver, will I get hit, I hardly care
When I'm bombed I stretch like bubblegum
And look too long straight at the morning sun
Love there are flowers along the avenue, all things perfectly in place
I build a shrine
I set a monument
Because you're fire
Because you're a fire escape

Hush me

Hush me !


All that mess never been a reason for soul give up,

Cause white’s hate always been a burden we do break out.

More I wait more I’m disappointed, it’s so sad on,
Young folks sheep always want to take what’s left
Again and Again yeah !


Is that a part of reaction, is that a kind of disease,
You’re goody-goody reaction, you really do me, you really turn me on.

For my friends I swear I need ’em bigger each day lived on,

Cause I swear I never quit the long I can to bring ’em all my love !

Enough fault by anger ‘ve seamed to lead on,
Any full filled reason not to care, the world’s not right !

Hush me now !

All mind’s wake ever been a dreamer for our union,

Go riot straight never let your freedom being their god damned land

All that mess never been a reason for soul give up,
Cause white’s hate always been a genocide, a crime that I’ve fought !

Turn ‘em down !

Enough fault by anger ‘ve seamed to lead on,

Any full filled reason not to care, the world’s not right !

For my friends I swear I need ’em bigger each day lived on,

Cause I swear I never quit the long I can to bring ’em all my love !
The love we’ve shared forever burn in our veins !
Seems to you hush me now ! Odd I’m bored.

Zub'