Mark’s song

En ce moment, j’écris des morceaux de comédie musicale dont je ne sais pas s’ils deviendront quelque chose un jour.

Mais ils existent, et peut-être que c’est déjà quelque chose ?

Yes I feel fine and well
And happy and jolly
Strong and self sufficient
And I don’t want to talk.

(But ask me again)

I won’t ever need you
You don’t need me either
And dude, that’s all okay
I won’t try to tame you

(When will you come ?)

I can be on my own
I’ll be perfectly fine
I don’t need to be told
What I could be to you

(Will you kiss me or what ?)

You go the hell away
I don’t want you near me
Better off by myself
I don’t want to be touched

(Oh, hold me already)

So you don’t want me here
Well, didn’t wanna come
I don’t care anyway
I wish to remain home.

(I kinda miss you though)

Don’t ever look at me
I don’t want to be seen
Biting my tears back in
None of you’s worth the fight.

(I knew no one would ever like me)

I’m not thinking ‘bout you
Got plenty on my plate
You can’t leave me behind
No one can anymore

(I knew no one would come for me)

Scattered leaflets #2 (suite)

(J’écris des morceaux de choses sans savoir où je vais morceau par morceau. Le premier morceau est ici.)

You know
I don’t think it was even you
it was the trust
the freakin’ trust I put in you
in exchange
for my life

Now it’s hiding
and healing
and licking wounds
I trusted you forever
and now my trust is done with you

You know
now I could give anyone up
for my life