Futur sucks

Futur sucks
What it used to be before our cellular lives

vendredi 17 avril 2015

Photos floues

Quelques photos d'une tenue sortie d'un mélange de pensées, de sens, de couleurs et d'images.

Cette phrase ne veut absolument rien dire.



Je la remets parce que j'aime bien cette photo 














When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
And I wish I was special
You're so fuckin' special
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When I'm not around
You're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
She's running out again,
She's running out
She's run run run run
Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo,
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't belong here

Hope you're okay, 
Lélo.