When I was a dark goth punk

Here are reminiscences of yesterday's decadence, as my youth is decaying

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I wasn't convinced by songs that switched from english to french

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Because so much lied ahead of me that I ignored

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Not fond of disco, still, this was groovy in a funny way

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I was a pacifist

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The Throbbing Gristle composed the perfect soundtrack to my teenage years

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There were issues that rang a bell

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I was enchanted by their performance during the Transmusicales festival 

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What was this shit called love? 

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Divine was God.dess

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I sucked at maths 

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I could sing, in an experimental way

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Still, I wanted to be a mother. Years later, an awesome reggae version would be much nicer and groovier than the Montehus’ original one.

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Heroes would live forever

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I was not alone in my head 

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I was not careful enough

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I was conscious being lucky that I had a nice beach not far from home 

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