Paroles de Burn Out

See her walking gently down the street Watch her slipping swiftly She knows the whole damn world is watching her She couldn't give a hoot in hell She'll never make the frontpage headlines She knows the story far too well Burn out Taking her chances Burn out Backward glances Her hands still sticky from the night before What's the difference, it's all she's suited for Dragging the relics of her emotions down the street Burned out memories from between the sheets Rien que rêves morcelées Le désis, les fleurs maladives Je ném Peux plus Les gémissements dans les yeux révulsés La vie dans les biotes D'ennui La vie dans les boites D'envie L'envie...