CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Lemonade

They just squeeze my brain, gettin' off on pain
Drippin' down your face like I'm lemonade
Head meltin' for days, gettin' off on pain
Drippin' down your face like I'm lemonade

They say, "Go be an adult"
Where guns and knives are an antidote
To retain some kind of self-control
Sniff amphetamines through a telescope
You erase all the calls from your telephone
No sense of smile, maybe tell a joke
Holdin' back your tears, singin' cynical
Syllables, yeah
And let's take a hit on a pipe dream
Was that fate or mistake? 'Cause the time ain't up
Yeah, the parts of my mind don't get much blood
Yeah, you want someone dead? Mummy, call me up
You look like a twisted Robin Hood
Do you take from the rich and the poor and us?
Wearin' diamond shoes when you walk your pugs
In a time you curate where there ain't no love

Where do I go when I'm alone, not on the phone?
When I am on my own (Gotta tell me that)