Placebo:Protège-Moi

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This song is performed by Placebo and appears on the album Once More With Feeling (2004).Placebo:Protège-Moi

[edit] French

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Send "Protège-Moi" Ringtone to your Cell

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

Protect me from what I want
Protect me from what I want
Protect me from what I want
Protect me
Protect me
Protège-moi, protège-moi {x4}

Sommes nous les jouets du destin
Souviens toi des moments divins
Planants, éclatés au matin
Et maintenant nous sommes tout seul
Perdus les rêves de s'aimer
Le temps où on avait rien fait
Il nous reste toute une vie pour pleurer
Et maintenant nous sommes tout seul

Protect me from what I want
Protect me from what I want
Protect me from what I want
Protect me
Protect me

Protect me from what I want (Protège-moi, protège-moi)
Protect me from what I want (Protège-moi, protège-moi)
Protect me from what I want (Protège-moi, protège-moi)
Protect me
Protect me

Protège-moi, protège-moi
Protège-moi de mes désirs
Protège-moi, protège-moi

Protect me from what I want
Protect me from what I want
Protect me from what I want
Protect me
Protect me
{x3}

Protect me
Protect me, protège-moi

Send "Protège-Moi" Ringtone to your Cell

[edit] English

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It is the uneasiness of the moment
The epidemic that spreads
The feast is finished one descends
The thoughts that freezes the reason
Fallen lids, gray face
Emerge the ghosts of our bed
One opens the latch of the grid
Of the hole that one calls home

Protect me from what I want
Protect me from what I want
Protect me from what I want
Protect me
Protect me
Protect me, protect me {x4}

We're the puppets of destiny
Remember the divine moments
Hovering, exploded to the morning
And now we are all alone
Lost the dreams to like itself/themselves
The time where one had anything makes
We have a whole life to cry
And now we are all alone

Protect me from what I want
Protect me from what I want
Protect me...

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