kamelancien ft zaho: quand ils vont partir

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Tengo un EGO bulímico que aprieta los dedos de mi madurez al paladar de cada meta que me puse y la casilla de salida está ocupada, ya usé mis comodines y ahora no me queda NADA que apostar.
Todo que decir,MUCHO que olvidar y millones de lugar a donde ir,yo sé que hablo para fuera pero grito para dentro.
Y sentencio en mi paraíso de silencio.
Tengo una obsesión con la felicidad en vida,cierta versión hacia el dolor y no la muerte.
Con la conviccion de bala perdida.

Tragédie - Qu'a-t-il de plus que moi ?

Tes absences m'empoisonnent,
dans un silence je m'isole
Mainte fois j'ai appelé
jamais tu n'as décroché
Je sais que tu ne reviendras pas
Quelqu'un d'autre a pris ma place
Le flot on délaver ton corps
Et serra te faire dire encore

{Refrain:}
Qu'a-t-il de plus que moi ?
Je me le demande chaque fois
Tiens t'il a l'amour
Que je ne pourrais te donner un jour
Possède t'il les mots qui plaisent
Qui enivrent quand tu l'écoutes
Ne me reste que les prières
Quelque souvenir sur ma route
Qui se fanent dans le vent


J'ignorais mon amour j'ignorais mon amour j'ignorais
Mon amour jusqu'à se que survienne se jour
Perpétuellement mon coeur t'appelle
Je voudrais temps que tu reviennes
Quelle penser de toi tu me laisses
Recommencer une dernière fois
Et Si j'ai mal je pense a toi

Quand il te touche que se que tu vois
De toi tu me laisses recommencer une dernière fois
Et si j'ai mal je pense a toi
Quand il te touche que ce que tu crois
Quand il t'embrasse est ce que t'y crois

{au Refrain}

J'aurais pu donner encore plus
Tout te dire mettre mon coeur a nus
Accepter chacun de tes torts
Malgré tout t'aimer aussi fort
Aujourd'hui cet home te donne plus
S te di tout mais son coeur a nus
Il accepte chacun de tes torts

{au Refrain}

Hush Hush

Oooooh ooooh
I never needed you to be strong
I never needed you for pointin' out my wrongs
i never needed pain,i never needed strain.
My love for you was strong enough you should've known.
I never needed you for judgement
I never needed you to question what i spent
I never asked for help, I take care of myself, I don't know why you think you got a hold on me.

And it's a little in the conversations
There isn't anything that you can say.
And my eyes hurt, hands shiver,
so look at me and listen to me because,

I don't want to
Stay another minute
I don't want you
To say a single word
Hush Hush, Hush Hush
There is no other way I get the final say

Because
I don't want to
Do this any longer
I don't want you
There's nothing left to say
Hush Hush, Hush Hush
I've already spoken
Our love is broken
Baby Hush Hush

I never needed your corrections
On everything from how i act to what i say
i never needed words,
i never needed hurt,
i never needed you to be there everyday
I'm sorry for the way i let go
Of everything i wanted when you came along
But i am never beaten, broken, not defeated
I know next to you is not where i belong

And it's a little late for explanations
There isn't anything that you can do
And my eyes hurt, hands shiver,
so you will listen when i say baby

I don't want to
Stay another minute
I don't want you
To say a single word
Hush Hush, Hush Hush
There is no other way I get the final say

Because
I don't want to
Do this any longer
I don't want you
There's nothing left to say
Hush Hush, Hush Hush
I've already spoken
Our love is broken
Baby Hush Hush

No more words
No more lies
No more crying ooh ooh
No more pain
No more hurt
No more tryin'
Oh Oh Yeah

Because
I don't want to
Stay another minute
I don't want you
To say a single word
Hush Hush, Hush Hush
There is no other way I get the final say

Because
I don't want to
Do this any longer
I don't want you
There's nothing left to say
Hush Hush, Hush Hush
I've already spoken
Our love is broken
Baby Hush Hush
Yeah Oh
Hush Hush, Hush Hush
I've already spoken
Our love is broken
Baby

!0 things I hate about you

I hate the way you talk to me,
and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car.
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots,
and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick;
it even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you're always right.
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh,
even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you're not around,
and the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you.
Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.