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12 mai 2010 3 12 /05 /mai /2010 02:45

 

 

In my paper plane I can't suffer, I can't cry.

Over the clouds I just enjoy my life, I smile.

I fly too high, I can touch the top of the sky.

Over your heads I'd like to stay there for a while.

 

 

I smoked a bit. That was enough to feel that way.

Oh sure that shit helps me to run away, to leave

The mess my life became, the problems brought each day.

When the effects go down, in the darkness I dive.


When I take some, it is to think how does a kid.

I hope I will be able to just dream again.

Every week I meet my dealer, buy him some weed

To low the pressure, anxiety, to low the pain.



In my paper plane I can't suffer, I can't cry.

Over the clouds I just enjoy my life, I smile.

I fly too high, I can touch the top of the sky.

Over my head I'd like to stay there for a while.

 

 

I know it's bad, it kills my brain but I don't care.

Today the choice is between that and feeling down.

Don't judge me, don't call me coward, how can you dare ?

Everyone does exactly the same in the town.


I just put it between my lips and start to smoke.

Finished this fucking world where no one feels happy.

Finished the thought that suck, give way to thought that rock.

Finished the reasonable guy, let's get crazy.



In my paper plane I can't suffer, I can't cry.

Over the clouds I just enjoy my life, I smile.

I fly too high, I can touch the top of the sky.

Over their heads I'd like to stay there for a while.

 

 

 

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