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cavey

yeah yeah yeah ey

memories of you in the nightime, shifting lanes, go past white lines
ate your p-ssy out like pad thai, the taste fades it is my time
and i feel buckling at my knees, and rustling in the trees
is that the ghost of us i see, is it time’s up for you and me

memories of you in the nightime, shifting lanes, go past white lines
ate your p-ssy out like pad thai, the taste fades it is my time
and i feel buckling at my knees, and rustling in the trees
is that the ghost of us i see, is it time’s up for you and me

used to put all my hopes in others instead of first looking to myself
now bet on me to score first and no longer at the death
music at present become my first and last till my last breath
looking for an easy k!ll so go and look up someone else

bounce back so that when it’s okay it’s back to serving l’s
the name’s cavey so listen out for vespers serve them h-ll
gotta throw in a punch for the heck of it yeah bonus if it sells
we’re in the game till it sounds that we’re out so listen out for bells

des médocs plein la tête, la vision jamais nette
des espoirs dans le noir, je dormais jusqu’au soir
las vegas boulevard, elle pleurait au boudoir
on a foiré dans nos rôles pourtant c’était dare

jusqu’au beau jour où j’tai tej sans pitié
maintenant j’me dis que c’était pas mérité
notre amour il est mort comme hallyday
et depuis j’suis seul je me fais à l’idée

putain pourquoi t’es partie maintenant je suis seul
j’ai perdu ma boussole j’ai bien perdu ma madonne
on m’dit c’est dieu qui reprend et puis c’est dieu qui donne
maintenant j’attends qu’une seule chose c’est l’retour à la poussière putain

memories of you in the nightime, shifting lanes, go past white lines
ate your p-ssy out like pad thai, the taste fades it is my time
and i feel buckling at my knees, and rustling in the trees
is that the ghost of us i see, is it time’s up for you and me

memories of you in the nightime, shifting lanes, go past white lines
ate your p-ssy out like pad thai, the taste fades it is my time
and i feel buckling at my knees, and rustling in the trees
is that the ghost of us i see, is it time’s up for you and me

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