Grégory

tu vois Diandra je te l'avais dis que je le mettrais pour toi xD
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• Titre : B.Y.O.B.
• Album : Mezmerize
• Année : 2005

Paroles :

WHY DO THEY ALWAYS SEND THE POOR!
Barbarisms by Barbaras
With pointed heels.
Victorious, victories kneel.
For brand new spankin' deals.
Marching forward hypocritic
And hypnotic computers.
You depend on our protection,

Yet you feed us lies from the table cloth.
La la la la la la la la la,
Everybody�s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.

Kneeling roses disappearing,
Into Moses� dry mouth,
Breaking into Fort Knox,
Stealing our intentions,
Hangars sitting dripped in oil,
Crying FREEDOM!

Handed to obsoletion,
Still you feed us lies from the table cloth.
La la la la la la la la la,
Everybody�s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Everybody�s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.

Blast off, it's party time,
And we don't live in a fascist nation,
Blast off, it's party time,
And where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?

Why don�t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don�t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor? [X4]

Kneeling roses disappearing,
Into Moses� dry mouth,
Breaking into Fort Knox,
Stealing our intentions,
Hangars sitting dripped in oil,
Crying FREEDOM!

Handed to obsoletion,
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth.
La la la la la la la la la,

+ de parolesRouletteChop SueyToxicityCigaroAerialsLonely DayViolent PornographySoldier SideB.Y.O.B.Deer Dance
Everybody�s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Everybody�s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the...

Where the fuck are you!
Where the fuck are you!

Why don�t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don�t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor? [X3]
Why, do, they always send the poor [X3]
They only send the poor [x2]

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• Titre : Dead Memories
• Album : All Hope Is Gone
• Année : 2008

Paroles :

Sitting in the dark, I can't forget.
Even now, I realize the time I'll never get.
Another story of the Bitter Pills of Fate.
I can't go back again.
I can't go back again...
But you asked me to love you and I did.
Traded my emotions for a contract to commit.
And when I got away, I only got so far.
The Other Me Is Dead.
I hear his voice inside my head...
We were never alive, and we won't be born again.
But I'll never survive with Dead Memories in my heart.
Dead memories in my heart.
Dead memories in my heart.
You told me to love you and I did.
Tied my soul into a knot and got me to submit.
So when I got away, I only kept my scars.
The Other Me Is Gone.
Now I don't know where I belong...
We were never alive, and we won't be born again.
But I'll never survive with Dead Memories in my heart...
Dead memories in my heart...
Dead memories in my heart...
Dead memories in my heart...
Dead Visions in your Name.
Dead Fingers in my Veins.
Dead Memories in my Heart...
Dead memories in my heart...
Dead memories in my heart...
Dead memories in my heart...
Oohh.. Oohh..
Oohh..

Voila c'est mwa et ma gratte.

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• Titre : Fuel
• Album : Reload
• Année : 1997

Paroles :

Gimme Fuel,
Gimme Fire,
Gimme that which I desire,
Ooh!

Turn on...I see red
Adrenaline crash & crash my head
Nitro Junkie, Paint me dead
And I see red

One hundred plus through Black and White
War Horse, Warhead
Fuck 'Em Man, white knuckles tight
Through Black & White

Ohhh, On I Burn,
Fuel is pumping engines,
Burning hard, loose & clean

And I burn,
Churning my direction,
Quench my thirst with Gasoline

So Gimme Fuel,
Gimme Fire,
Gimme that which I desire,

Hey

Turn on beyond the bone
Swallow future, spit out home
Burn your face upon the crome
Yeah!

Take the corner, join the crash,
Headlights, Headlines
Another Junkie lives too fast
Yeah lives way too fast, fast, fast, oohh-aye

Ohhh, On I Burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose & clean

And On I burn
Churning my direction,
Quench my thirst with Gasoline

So Gimme Fuel
Gimme Fire
Gimme that which I desire

Yeah-Heah

White Knuckle Tight!

Gimmie Fuel.... On I burn, on and on
Gimmie Fire.... On I burn, on and on
My Desire....

Ohhh, On I Burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose & clean

And I burn
Churning my direction
Quench my thirst with Gasoline

Gimme Fuel
Gimme Fire
Gimme that which I desire
Ooh

On I Burn!