Saint Claude
Christine And The Queens
Saint Claude
Jerky breath
That hints that everything is decided
Everything is decided
Made up like with chalk
Everything clashes and everything pleases me, hands are lifeless
Hands are lifeless
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 carry a devoured portrait
Pain, destiny side by side
Here's my stop
Here's my stop
But if you say just one word I'll stay with you
Here's my stop
Here's my stop
But if you say just one word I'll stay with you
The beautiful attitude, impatience as certainty
Necklace with three threads
Linked to three threads
I hope you'll be faithful to the violence
That operates as soon as you breathe
As soon as you breathe
Usually, this city offers nothing
But a handful of lingering smells
And this city is dead, I know well
You alone keep audacity
You should carry it far
While others give up
I descend two hells further
So the storm announces itself
Here's my stop
Here's my stop
But if you say just one word I'll stay with you
Here's my stop
Here's my stop
But if you say just one word I'll stay with you
So the storm announces itself
So the storm announces itself
So the storm announces itself
So the storm announces itself
We are so lonely, in this part of town
So the storm announces itself (we are so lonely)
So the storm announces itself (we are so lonely)
So the storm announces itself