tu m'a(b)imes et j'en (c)rêve

petite-copine:

Everything I want I have: Money, notoriety and rivieras. I even think I found God In the flash bulbs of the pretty cameras, Pretty cameras, pretty cameras. Am I glamorous? Tell me am I glamorous?
Hello? Hello?Can you hear me?I can be your china doll If you want to see me fall. Boy, you’re so dope, Your love is deadly. Tell me life is beautiful, They all think I have it all. I’ve nothing without you. All my dreams and all the lights mean Nothing without you.
Summertime is nice and hot, And my life is sweet like vanilla is. Gold and silver line my heart But burned into my brain are these stolen images, Stolen images, baby, stolen images. Can you picture it, Babe, the life we could’ve lived?…
We were two kids, just tryin’ to get out, Live on the dark side of the American dream. We would dance all night, play our music loud, When we grew up nothing was what it seemed…”