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©2005-2009 ~alothnal
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C'est le malaise du moment
L'épidémie qui s'étend
La fête est finie on descend
Les pensées qui glaces la raison
Paupières baissées, visage gris
Surgissent les fantômes de notre lit
On ouvre le loquet de la grille
Du taudit qu'on appelle maison

[[It's the disease of the age
It's the disease that we crave
Alone at the end of the rave
We catch the last bus home
Corporate America wakes
Coffee republic and cakes
We open the latch on the gate
Of the hole that we call our home]]

Protect me from what I want
Protect me from what I want
Protect me from what I want
Protect me protect me
Protège Moi

[placebo "Protège Moi"]

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:iconxfirestarterx:
Reminds me of the old silent movies with Charlie Chaplin.Very nice!
:iconadamfaj:
Super, work, love it :) :+fav:

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"Knowledge Is To Know What You Don't Know" :salute:
:iconladiefox:
interesting. cool :)
:iconpneumothorax:
very nice idea, i like it !
but it would me much cooler without the NEC symbol :D

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I'll become an autocrat, that's my job. And god, our lord, will forgive me, that's his job.
- Yekaterina II Alexeyevna
:iconlesbianji:
Love the piece, and I adore this song. Faaav <3

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:stereo: you gave me shit, and I made lemonade out of it.
:iconerzebethbathory:
great sequence...very nice tones and concept... :clap:
:icontrond:
this made me laugh.

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:spin::faint:

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