Texty: The Strokes. Under Cover Of Darkness.

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Slip back out of whack att your best.
It?s a nightmare,
So I?m joining the army.

Know how folks back out, I still call.
Will you hate for me now?

We got the righteous advice to use it
Got everything but you can just choose it
I won?t just be a puppet on a string

Don?t go that way.
I?ll wait for you.

And I?m tired of all your friends
Listening at your door
And I won?t, I better call you.

So long, my friend and adversary.
But I will call you.

Get dressed, jump out of bed and do it best.
Are you OK?
I?ve been out around this town
And everybody?s been singing the same song ten years.

I?ll wait for you.
Will you wait for me too?

And they sacrifice their lives
In our land are all closed eyes.
I?ve been saying we?re beaten down, I won?t say it again.
So long, my end.
The sorry embrace.

Don?t go that way.
I?ll wait for you.

I?m tired of all your friends,
Knocking down your door.
Get up in the morning, give it your all.
So long, my friend and adversary.
I?ll wait for you.

(Merci a Nimo pour cettes paroles)