Christine and The Queens – Saint Claude (Clip Officiel)


Jerky breathing Is what tells us it’s a decisive moment Made-up as though with chalk Nothing fits I love it all, the hands are
livid Only one of your wrists is tattooed Disfigured by your sleeve The lion only half smiles At my immense solitudes Your face will never be whole As you look outside I take away a devoured portrait Pain destiny from side to side Here’s my station Here’s my station But if you say just one word I’ll stay with
you Here’s my station Here’s my station But if you say just one word I’ll stay with you What an attitude Impatience as certitude, three-threaded necklace I hope you’ll be Faithfull to the violence that occurs as soon
as you breathe Usually this town offers nothing more Than a handful of tenacious odours And this town is dead I know Only you stay audacious You’ll have to carry it further When others renounce I descend two hells below So that the storm appears Here’s my station Here’s my station But if you say just one word I’ll stay with
you Here’s my station Here’s my station But if you say just one word I’ll stay with you So that the storm appears So that the storm appears So that the storm appears So that the storm appears We are so lonely In this part of town So that the storm appears We are so lonely So that the storm appears We are so lonely So that the storm appears

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