Hey you, tell me you love me
Even if it's a lie and we don't stand a chance
Life's so sad, tell me you love me
Every day's the same, I need some romance
A bit of plastic beauty to erase the shadows under our eyes
Some chemical pleasure for our brains too dull
Let our lives look like a perfect movie
Let's forget everything, ourselves included, what we really are
Lonely lovers in a dead city
Imaginary lovers, after all who cares
Let our lives look like a perfect movie
FRANÇOISE HARDY - Message Personnel by Pat-Sera
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