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Grégory Lemarchal was young he was handsome but the disease won him at 23 years old in 2007 . Here is his most beautiful song: " Write the story " :

Would you like to see me,
Forget me,
Approaching me, believing myself,
Invite me
Or not knowing
When will the end come?

It’s you who chooses
To stay,
Leave me here,
Doubting it
It’s you too
Who knows and it’s good

What do you want me to do?
Erase me or move forward to

To be in your trace
Everything to say or else keep quiet
What do you want me to do?

WRITE HISTORY
EVERYTHING YOU WILL WANT BETWEEN MY LINES
YOUR TERRITORY
EXTENDED SO FAR OVER MINE
WRITE HISTORY
IN MY MEMORY
BUT NEVER WRITE THE END

Tell me, do you prefer me
On your knees,
Left or on the ground,
At your feet
To look like
Of not being nothing?

Do I have to stop?
A word and
I only do as you wish,
I disappear,
Change planets,
Unless you hold me back

What do you want from me?
I will wait for you to tell me
A love or not?
Someone who asks you:
Would you want me?

WRITE HISTORY
EVERYTHING YOU WILL WANT BETWEEN MY LINES
YOUR TERRITORY
EXTENDED SO FAR OVER MINE
WRITE HISTORY
IN MY MEMORY
BUT NEVER WRITE THE END

WRITE HISTORY
EVERYTHING YOU WILL WANT BETWEEN MY LINES
YOUR TERRITORY
EXTENDED SO FAR OVER MINE
WRITE HISTORY
IN MY MEMORY
BUT NEVER WRITE THE END
BUT NEVER WRITE THE END

 
Grégory Lemarchal was young he was handsome but the disease won him at 23 years old in 2007 . Here is his most beautiful song: " Write the story " :

Would you like to see me,
Forget me,
Approaching me, believing myself,
Invite me
Or not knowing
When will the end come?

It’s you who chooses
To stay,
Leave me here,
Doubting it
It’s you too
Who knows and it’s good

What do you want me to do?
Erase me or move forward to

To be in your trace
Everything to say or else keep quiet
What do you want me to do?

WRITE HISTORY
EVERYTHING YOU WILL WANT BETWEEN MY LINES
YOUR TERRITORY
EXTENDED SO FAR OVER MINE
WRITE HISTORY
IN MY MEMORY
BUT NEVER WRITE THE END

Tell me, do you prefer me
On your knees,
Left or on the ground,
At your feet
To look like
Of not being nothing?

Do I have to stop?
A word and
I only do as you wish,
I disappear,
Change planets,
Unless you hold me back

What do you want from me?
I will wait for you to tell me
A love or not?
Someone who asks you:
Would you want me?

WRITE HISTORY
EVERYTHING YOU WILL WANT BETWEEN MY LINES
YOUR TERRITORY
EXTENDED SO FAR OVER MINE
WRITE HISTORY
IN MY MEMORY
BUT NEVER WRITE THE END

WRITE HISTORY
EVERYTHING YOU WILL WANT BETWEEN MY LINES
YOUR TERRITORY
EXTENDED SO FAR OVER MINE
WRITE HISTORY
IN MY MEMORY
BUT NEVER WRITE THE END
BUT NEVER WRITE THE END


What disease was this?
 
I don’t want to go back
I don’t want to go home
I don’t want to go home alone
I don’t want to go back
I don’t want to go home
I want to go home alone
I’m going to the concert to see the boys
There are plenty over there, it’s really cute
They are so pretty, so exciting
I love their profile, their charming clothes
The one I prefer, I follow him in the street
He disappeared and I got lost
I don’t want to go back, I still want to talk
Acting silly and letting me kiss, no
I don’t want to go back
I don’t want to go home
I don’t want to go home alone
I don’t want to go back
I don’t want to go home
I don’t want to go home alone
Since I am lost, I try to find
A nice boy who would like to help me
Buy me a drink, make me turn
Just an hour or two to help me dance
But, why don’t you want to, are you scared or what?
No, I’m not going, not without you
I washed my little one who is all wet
I will be all alone in my cozy bed
You want to make me believe that you have better things to do
It’s okay, forget it, you’re really too stupid
Now I am too tired to dance
It’s smart, I want to kill
To bring the body of a pretty boy
To keep him snuggled in my bed tonight, no
I don’t want to go back
I don’t want to go home
I don’t want to go home alone
I don’t want to go back
I don’t want to go home
I don’t want to go home alone
I don’t want to go home alone
I don’t want to go home alone
I don’t want to go home alone
I don’t want to go home alone
Go home alone
Go home alone
Go home alone
Go home alone
Go home alone
 
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