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Mortelle

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If we talked
Would we be able to understand
The meaning of our own lies

J'ai beau y penser
Dans ma tête la retourner
Cette mortelle idée
Mes sens sont ennivrés

The temptation broke everything
Little shard to fragile
I could simply not pick it up

Je ne veut y penser
Mon coeur est un grand brulé
Mes sens m'ont trompé
Et le prix fort, j'ai payé

I could not run away
The ropes burned my skin
And the gun killed me
Half and half this time. No real subject except a feeling, betrayal doesn't always come from an other person.
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And the Strong Price, I Paid.

Another fabulously strong line. Though I have to admit I could not figure out 'ennivrés' L()L. Beautifully written, really makes me remember my own...