MarchMar 31 Monday 08
Toxic Land.
Try to be.
Here with you.
Try to make you.
Breathe again.
Breathe again.
Mood under.
The water.
High blood pressure.
I don't know.
I don't know.
Crumbled thoughts.
Crumbled bodies.
Guts and fears.
Everything.
Asphyxiating.
Breathe again.
Breathe again.
Try to be.
Close to you.
Try to make …
Here with you.
Try to make you.
Breathe again.
Breathe again.
Mood under.
The water.
High blood pressure.
I don't know.
I don't know.
Crumbled thoughts.
Crumbled bodies.
Guts and fears.
Everything.
Asphyxiating.
Breathe again.
Breathe again.
Try to be.
Close to you.
Try to make …
DecemberDec 16 Sunday 07
HBBox 15.0
Au coeur de la mati
DecemberDec 2 Sunday 07
Dead Fragments.
# On ne se connait pas. On ne se doit rien. On se traverse, et c'est d
OctoberOct 16 Tuesday 07
A.010
Walking down an empty street
Like a dog, lost in Paris
Like a dog, lost in Paris
Cold coffee, in the veins
You wonder.
What if ... what if I stop ?
And you listen to your cells
Screaming louder all the time.
You wonder.
What if ... what if I stop ?
And you listen to your cells
Screaming louder all the time.
And you look for a sign
A tiny light in your bones.
And you burn the sky
Electrify the stars.
A tiny light in your bones.
And you burn the sky
Electrify the stars.
B.010
I love
The way you smile
With
Your pixel_eyes.
I love the way you kiss me through the lines.
And I
I won't let you go.
State of emergency.
My cells on fire.
I won't let you go.
(...)
You are
My sweet disaster
And
I don't know how
To monitor my love for you.
And I
I won't let you know.
The way you smile
With
Your pixel_eyes.
I love the way you kiss me through the lines.
And I
I won't let you go.
State of emergency.
My cells on fire.
I won't let you go.
(...)
You are
My sweet disaster
And
I don't know how
To monitor my love for you.
And I
I won't let you know.
OctoberOct 15 Monday 07
Tool.08
The more we face.
The more we fall.
The more we try.
The more we lie.
It's always the same.
You're always the same.
Too late to scream.
Too late for Heaven.
Too late to bleed.
Over and over.
It's always the same.
You're always the same.
Stuck on the walls.
We lost the game.
Another …
The more we fall.
The more we try.
The more we lie.
It's always the same.
You're always the same.
Too late to scream.
Too late for Heaven.
Too late to bleed.
Over and over.
It's always the same.
You're always the same.
Stuck on the walls.
We lost the game.
Another …
OctoberOct 5 Friday 07
A.09
Insignifiant pantin face au poids de l'
OctoberOct 1 Monday 07
C.011
Une miette de toi s'est moqu
HBBox 14.0
On s'est reconnus.
Sans se toucher.
J'avale le temps qui passe.
Mes cellules sont asexu
Sans se toucher.
J'avale le temps qui passe.
Mes cellules sont asexu
SeptemberSep 30 Sunday 07
B.09
I love the way you smile with your pixel_eyes.
I love the way you kiss me through the lines.
So close, so far.
The sun is going down.
So close, so far.
Where are you now ?
I still feel the death in my veins.
So close, so far.
I listen to the music.
So close, so far.
My bloody …
I love the way you kiss me through the lines.
So close, so far.
The sun is going down.
So close, so far.
Where are you now ?
I still feel the death in my veins.
So close, so far.
I listen to the music.
So close, so far.
My bloody …
SeptemberSep 14 Friday 07
C.010
You shouldn't ride by my side.
'coz I'm going faster and faster.
You shouldn't dive by my side.
'coz I'm going deeper and deeper.
No more time to waste.
I'm not sentimental.
No more amphetamins.
I'm not sentimental.
Only people to forget.
I'm not sentimental.
Fire under my skin.
'coz I'm going faster and faster.
You shouldn't dive by my side.
'coz I'm going deeper and deeper.
No more time to waste.
I'm not sentimental.
No more amphetamins.
I'm not sentimental.
Only people to forget.
I'm not sentimental.
Fire under my skin.
H.B.F.
A la fois lourd de sens et impalpable.
Sur la br
Sur la br
AugustAug 19 Sunday 07
C.09
I'm a bone that you suck.
My love for you is a tumor.
Killing me so tenderly.
Please remove it from my head.
Take my blood and my brain.
I'll dissect my thoughts later.
My emotional disease.
You don't have to speak.
State of emergency.
My heart is burning.
9.1.1.
Cells on fire.
My love for you is a tumor.
Killing me so tenderly.
Please remove it from my head.
Take my blood and my brain.
I'll dissect my thoughts later.
My emotional disease.
You don't have to speak.
State of emergency.
My heart is burning.
9.1.1.
Cells on fire.
HBBox 13.0
Another kiss.
Another skin.
Another taste.
Another lipstick.
Electric skies.
Physical crime.
Atomic slaves.
Heaven is a lie.
Another you.
Another me.
Another face.
Another mistake.
(...)
Fake life, fake love.
Black box, dead stars.
Passion, and scars.
Where are you now ?
Another skin.
Another taste.
Another lipstick.
Electric skies.
Physical crime.
Atomic slaves.
Heaven is a lie.
Another you.
Another me.
Another face.
Another mistake.
(...)
Fake life, fake love.
Black box, dead stars.
Passion, and scars.
Where are you now ?
AugustAug 10 Friday 07
C.08
Forget me.
Forget me.
'coz my brain.
Is infected.
I'm gonna eat my fingers.
I'm gonna eat my bones.
One by one.
I'll take my time.
And suck the marrow.
So mellow.
Don't you know.
I'm a cyber leper ?
Soul dealer, star sucker.
This is my own disaster.
Oh fuck !
I won't spam you anymore.
Forget me.
'coz my brain.
Is infected.
I'm gonna eat my fingers.
I'm gonna eat my bones.
One by one.
I'll take my time.
And suck the marrow.
So mellow.
Don't you know.
I'm a cyber leper ?
Soul dealer, star sucker.
This is my own disaster.
Oh fuck !
I won't spam you anymore.
C.08
Sucking my dreams.
Day after day.
Sweet madness.
In my head.
Candy love.
On the floor.
Don't say anything.
'coz I'm lonely.
Don't look at me.
'coz I'm lonely.
Still dark inside.
Worms and tarantula.
Oh suck !
Dirty fears.
In my blood.
Sickle cell.
Anaemia.
Scarifications.
'coz I'm …
Day after day.
Sweet madness.
In my head.
Candy love.
On the floor.
Don't say anything.
'coz I'm lonely.
Don't look at me.
'coz I'm lonely.
Still dark inside.
Worms and tarantula.
Oh suck !
Dirty fears.
In my blood.
Sickle cell.
Anaemia.
Scarifications.
'coz I'm …
Vortex.02
Lost in the cyber crowd.
Dirty fingers to bite.
And stupid words to say.
Artificial tears.
Artificial skies.
Artificial faces.
Lost in the cyber crowd.
Just like an empty ghost.
Black holes in your head.
Scars and cracks in your bones.
And fever and drugs in your blood.
Do you …
Dirty fingers to bite.
And stupid words to say.
Artificial tears.
Artificial skies.
Artificial faces.
Lost in the cyber crowd.
Just like an empty ghost.
Black holes in your head.
Scars and cracks in your bones.
And fever and drugs in your blood.
Do you …