Laisse tomber les filles. Laisse tomber les filles.
Un jour c’est toi qu’on laissera.
Laisse tomber les filles. Laisse tomber les filles.
Un jour c’est toi qui pleureras.
(Source: spiderandthefly)
And I’m off to the races. Cases of Bacardi chasers chasing me all over town cause he knows I’m wasted, facing time again at Rikers Island and I won’t get out because I’m crazy, baby. I need you to come here and save me. I’m your little scarlet, starlet, singing in the garden. Kiss me on my open mouth. I’m ready for you.
(Source: spiderandthefly)