paroles de chanson Suzanne - Creeper
                                                You 
                                                float 
                                                along 
                                                the 
                                                air, 
                                                with 
                                                teardrops 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                hair.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Up 
                                                and 
                                                out 
                                                the 
                                                window 
                                                before 
                                                anybody 
                                                hears.
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                wear 
                                                your 
                                                warmest 
                                                clothes, 
                                                because 
                                                you're 
                                                so 
                                                cold.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Set 
                                                fire 
                                                to 
                                                yourself 
                                                and 
                                                yet 
                                                still 
                                                your 
                                                heart 
                                                it 
                                                froze.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Suzanne, 
                                                    I 
                                                want 
                                                to 
                                                die 
                                                holding 
                                                hands, 
                                                running 
                                                from 
                                                this 
                                                worlds 
                                                demands.
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                those 
                                                radio 
                                                bands 
                                                never 
                                                made 
                                                me 
                                                feel.
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                were 
                                                the 
                                                girl 
                                                that 
                                                the 
                                                world 
                                                swung 
                                                for, 
                                                    I 
                                                was 
                                                just 
                                                    a 
                                                boy 
                                                who 
                                                sung 
                                                until 
                                                his 
                                                lungs 
                                                were 
                                                sore.
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                diary 
                                                you 
                                                had 
                                                an 
                                                entry 
                                                listing 
                                                all 
                                                your 
                                                enemies, 
                                                what 
                                                you'd 
                                                do 
                                                to 
                                                them 
                                                and 
                                                what 
                                                you'd 
                                                do 
                                                it 
                                                for.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Suzanne, 
                                                    I 
                                                want 
                                                to 
                                                die 
                                                holding 
                                                hands, 
                                                running 
                                                from 
                                                this 
                                                worlds 
                                                demands.
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                those 
                                                radio 
                                                bands 
                                                never 
                                                made 
                                                me 
                                                feel.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Suzanne, 
                                                "do 
                                                you 
                                                believe 
                                                in 
                                                Rock 
                                                    n 
                                                Roll? 
                                                Can 
                                                music 
                                                save 
                                                your 
                                                mortal 
                                                soul? 
                                                Can 
                                                you 
                                                teach 
                                                me 
                                                how 
                                                to 
                                                dance 
                                                real 
                                                slow?"
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                hospital 
                                                room 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                midnight 
                                                hour, 
                                                you 
                                                had 
                                                your 
                                                boyfriend 
                                                back 
                                                just 
                                                for 
                                                half 
                                                an 
                                                hour.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Past 
                                                the 
                                                landscaped 
                                                shrubs 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                rusted 
                                                iron 
                                                gate.
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                let's 
                                                start 
                                                    a 
                                                siege, 
                                                you 
                                                make 
                                                    a 
                                                list 
                                                of 
                                                demands.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Set 
                                                the 
                                                hostages 
                                                free 
                                                and 
                                                we'll 
                                                die 
                                                holding 
                                                hands.
 
                                    
                                 
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