Chouette.

Mon adresse est: matt_lap2@hotmail.com ajoute moi quand tu pourras.

N´importe quoi^^

Houla.
Je bloque sur le code postal.
On dirait qu´il ne reconnait pas les codes postales belge.
C´est malin.

Oublie de remplir la case. ou mets 75000.

ganondorf@hotmail.com, si tu as un problème avec moi, débloque moi. Sinon, ta gueule.

Ptdr, tu n´es pas bloqué, je ne suis pas connecté

Soit. mais ton espace persos n´est pas accèssible.

Un problème ? Une remarque ?

Mon espace perso non accessible ?
Je n´étais pas au courant vu que je ne m´en occupe pas.
Il est si bien pour que tu le visites régulièrement ?

A l´instant, j´ai cliquer dessus, pour savoir ce que tu pouvais y mettre.

Mais va au bout de ta pensé, qu´est ce qui est n´importe quoi ?

Tu as raté quelque chose alors s´il ne marche pas.

Ce qui est n´imprte quoi : ta recherche constante de nouveaux contacts msn.

J´aime ca les contacts, je me sens seul a mon age tu sais. Surtout que j´en ai viré tout un tas, alors il faut que j´en trouve des plus chouettes.
Sur ce, j´ai faim !

J´aime ca les contacts, je me sens seul a mon age tu sais.

Non je ne sais rien de ta vie et je veux rien en savoir.

Surtout que j´en ai viré tout un tas

Mince pourquoi pas moi

alors il faut que j´en trouve des plus chouettes.

La quete perpétuelle du Saint Graal.

Sur ce, j´ai faim !

C´est cool

Je t´aime !

Moi non plus !

Ca je le savais, innove un peu je te prie.

One shot ballerina

Feel the joy without touching you
Spread your legs, I’ll see what I can do for you
But I can’t remember your name

I think about the dirt
I think about our smiles
I think about the lies
I think about our suicide looking in my heart, well I’m afraid
Laying in the dawn, laying till to die, well I’m afraid

A milky skin. Yes I wanna taste
A broken heart. A bleed on my blade
For you,... well I can’t remember your name

I think about the dirt
I think about our smiles
I think about the lies
I think about our suicide looking in my heart, well I’m afraid
Laying in the dawn, laying till to die, well I’m afraid

A Kiss from a rose, it’s allright i’m afraid
I see you in ..., i see you over there
Well I’m afraid
I see you in the night, I say you’re in for a ride
I kiss your ass for fun
Yes I like to run
Always for sure, lying in a rug
I kiss your ass for fun
Yes I like to run

© 2000-2002 Ghinzu / Dragoon

Bingo it s heaven

Please welcome the sunny fun delerium
No matter

Way to go, I got a "69 B" at the bingo
Whathever
Whathever

Bathing in the sun
Is time to frolic in the surf
No more rainbow, no more sunny afternoons,
no more parasols, cocktail straws
They end the shows on the heaven radio
Whathever

I let my body to the night forever
And I never going to pray for this world
It’s to loud, it’s too crowded too bitter to swalow (to me)
I let my body to the night forever
And I never going to pray for this world
It’s to loud, it’s too crowded too bitter to swalow

© 2000-2002 Ghinzu / Dragoon

Turn up the Satan

How come?
How wrong?
From a demon to a good son
How long?
Is there a way that I can hide, from the women that carries hell?
From the last narcotic motel

Me? I wanna fly, turning up the Satan
Me? I wanna die, turning up the Satan

How wrong?
So what we‘ve done?
From a demon to a good son
How long?

See your life seems so arranged: convertible, second hand brain
Predictable casual saint

Me? I wanna fly turning up the Satan
Me? I wanna die turning up the Satan
You? You wanna hide and cover your sins
Me? I wanna die turning up the Satan
Turning up the Satan
I wanna lose control
Jesus was a clone
I wanna melt my soul
I should have seen him for coming
I heard him stalking, stunning, morning, new star falling
A right for my life

© 2000-2002 Ghinzu / Dragoon