Dimanche 2 mars 2008 à 18:32

It's time to dance.
Everybody's gonna to the party have a really good time.

That's enough.
I'm bored of this, I'm bored of all of this, most of all : I'm bored of you. I'm so bored to play with you. Little monster.
You're so young and so stupid.

Give me your hand, give me your dress, I'd like to burn something.
Just burn and look at the beautiful fire, just burn your lips, burn your ugly smile.
But I just have to to give you a kiss, that the only thing I can do here, and you will forget everything. It's so easy, isn't it ?
Do you like it ?

What do you think about that ? No, hush. I don't want to know what you think, maybe because you can't think.
Oh, darling. I was just kidding.

Come on.
I'm hungry and you're so pretty.
Let's go to my place. I swear you will never leave it.
Why ?
You will know. Soon.
Don't try to go away. You're mine for ever.
Stop it, I said you can't escape. Ready, sweetie ?

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