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Paroles de la chanson Avalanche par The Smashing Pumpkins
I hope someday we'll find out what happiness means
Don't get me wrong
This a'int so hard
Youth arms my shield
As wish does charge
Don't get me wrong
I aim desires
I aim these qualms
As if they'd journey where you are
We'll set ‘em on fire
We'll set ‘em on trial, for laughs
To arc right back where you are
Oh, dopplegang
Don't get me wrong
This a'int so hard
Youth arms my shield
As wish does charge
Don't get me wrong
I aim desires
I aim these qualms
As if they'd journey where you are
We'll set ‘em on fire
We'll set ‘em on trial, for laughs
To arc right back where you are
Oh, dopplegang
Gee, love kids strange
As odd as achin' on
This cybernaut in chains
It looks like a dream
But feels like a fright
To lay on his beams
To sail on the night
We'll prey on his authors
And stamp out their kind, but slowly
Don't get me wrong
This dirge subsides
As fate augers us
By hint, and by slight
I aim these zeroes
I aim their mark
To fear these angels on the march
As odd as achin' on
This cybernaut in chains
It looks like a dream
But feels like a fright
To lay on his beams
To sail on the night
We'll prey on his authors
And stamp out their kind, but slowly
Don't get me wrong
This dirge subsides
As fate augers us
By hint, and by slight
I aim these zeroes
I aim their mark
To fear these angels on the march
We'll set ‘em on fire
We'll set ‘em on trial, for lark
To reach right back where you are
But you don't feel
Where real meets real
Where souls stand rich enough
To challenge what's revealed
It looks like a dream
But feels like a fright
To lay on his beams
And sail on the night
We'll beg on assassins
To rub out their kind, but slowly
Don't get me wrong
We'll set ‘em on trial, for lark
To reach right back where you are
But you don't feel
Where real meets real
Where souls stand rich enough
To challenge what's revealed
It looks like a dream
But feels like a fright
To lay on his beams
And sail on the night
We'll beg on assassins
To rub out their kind, but slowly
Don't get me wrong
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