CUIZINIER Les heures se transforment en minutes, Les minutes en secondes, Les secondes en dixiemes, Et les annees en saisons, Les paves en maisons
There's too much murder Ghost in my mouth And it's talking too much And I can't keep my head straight There's crowds on the sidewalk It's making my head
can't you let me go Before you find me hanging in my cell CHORUS (x2): Codeine, Codeine You're the nicest thing I've seen For a while For a while Codeine, Codeine
It's getting late, but I'll wait up to greet the dawn Pour some Champagne and refrain, from moving on There's got to be more than this to our simple serenades
How can it be that I could be lost again? Here in a town of yesterday's desperate men All dressed up to go for the final scene Here comes the dread they
Hey little sister just slow down slow down Hey little sister just watch them go Hey little sister don't go down, go down hey little sister just down let
Windy old head I sang along with the words that she said Happy and bad "Where goes the time?" She asked me once Oh and if you don't mind Give back my
Please baby let me sit by your fire I'll steal all of the things that you desire Midnight's howl and jukebox love Are the only things I'm dreaming of
There's nothing that I wouldn't do if you'd only ask me to leave Like a cold casanova in the bedroom of a cynical thief Honestly, honestly, won't you
Dead as the lights on the wrong side of midnight Praying to god that something would feel right I loved you more than I probably should have You might
Should you always be a mystery I'd be lost in daydreams constantly Out of reach, strung out like yesterday Close your eyes and watch me drift away. Somewhere
Traduction: Love Spit Love. Codéine.
It's getting late, but I'll wait up to greet the dawn Pour some Champagne and refrain, from moving on There's got to be more than this to our simple
Hey little sister just slow down slow down Hey little sister just watch them go Hey little sister don't go down, go down hey little sister just down
