La Phare

windows, doors, walls and carpets, chairs, tables and flowers, bread, wine, butter and jam, fries, meat, beans and all spices. i've lost the taste of these things for two weeks now. i'm just waiting for a cup of dirty snow. airports, railroad station

Anyway, I can try Anything it's the same circle That leads to nowhere and I'm tired now. Anyway, I've lost my face, My dignity, my look, Everything is gone And I'm tired now. But don't be scared, I found a good job and I go to work Every day on my ol