Sleep when I'm dead, you angels I'll sleep when I'm dead, I said Sleep when I'm dead, you angels I'll sleep when I'm dead, I said Sleep when I'm dead,
Traduction: The Cure. Le sommeil quand je serai mort.
Sleep when I'm dead, you angels I'll sleep when I'm dead, I said Sleep when I'm dead, you angels I'll sleep when I'm dead, I said Sleep when I'm dead
be (orphans), my voices, (is all bent), I'm tired (I'm coughing) my daddies, (divorcin), my momma (is hopin), my eyes be (so open), for chances, (I'm walkin), I'm
I sleep I won't eat, who gonna feed my baby? And I think I'm goin crazy cause my hair is gettin thiner I've been drinkin on the daily, I can hardly remember I
young I don't recognize myself what have I become? Can you tell me why am I headed for a dead end? Why I got another dead friend? Why they surround me- dead men? Everywhere I
which women will have my child, will I be a good parent, or will I be cold, then I imagine I'm five years old, I'm running down the street without a care
to sleep through misery Never gonna wake feeling free No one fucks as good as Marilyn Plastic surgery sure cures your sins You need a fix I'm your
stir We have to be in search of something equal to the cure Straight out the door, I come to give you more Lay the law, keep it raw when I speak it
til I'm dead, hateful heads, we under Allah's protection Essence of life, one second, after the blastin I wonder, is Heaven truly everlastin? I'm askin, I
when I can't keep them four days And then I sleep them to the grave, that's right bitch, uh huh You'll know I'm there when I follow, turn around, I'm
I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat
If I sleep, I won't eat, who gonna feed my baby? An' I think I'm goin' crazy 'cause my hair is gettin' thiner I've been drinkin' on the daily, I can hardly
magicians like mathematicians I'm stackin digits and figures on petty niggas Lemon squeezing mc's with platinum triggers I'm deadly like storms in arizona I
when they say, "Hey boy, you better give in" You know I'll fight for what I know till the day that I die 'Cause I'm better off dead then buried along
