Kill me again, with love. IT'S GONNA BE A GLORIOUS DAY.

Either way you turn, I'LL BE THERE.
Open up your skull, I'LL BE THERE.
Climbing up the walls.
It's always best when the light is off. It's always better on the outside. Fifteen blows to the back of your head, Fifteen blows to your mind.
So lock the kids up safe tonight. And shut the eyes in the cupboard. I've got the smell of a local man, Who's got the loneliest feeling.
Either way you turn, I'LL BE THERE.
Open up your skull, I'LL BE THERE.
Climbing up the walls.

And in the end, we lie awake. And we dream we'll making our escape.

Elle s'appelle Elodie. Et c'est mon amie. Je l'aime beaucoup Elodie.

J'idolatre de plus en plus Radiohead. Malgrés que Thom York me fasse peur, avec la voix qu'il a, c'est pardonnable.