"Dessous Dessus" = "Above Below" for Glamour France May 2015
Photographer: Lelaina Pierce
Stylist: Jonathan Huguet
Hair: Jean-Luc Amarin at Airport Agency
Make-up: Tiina Roivainen at Airport Agency
Set Design: Sylvain Cabouat for Michele Filomeno
Model: Iara Ezquiaga
Source: imcmagazine.com
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St. South - Slacks
St South - Slacks
Got a piece of my mind, to tell you who's mine,
Nobody hurts like me for you.
Soft slacks at night, I'm wearing 'em tight,
Nobody hurts like I do.
Your fakers are fine, but your water ain't wine,
so stop feeding me, 'a little more time'.
Your shit's a mess, I'm not yours to undress,
I'm leaving this love for the last time.
I'm not yours, I'm mine.
You've got the means to caress, but weak you leave me a mess.
One touch is enough, your hands, a little too rough.
Will I ever be enough?
I'm not yours, I'm mine.
We fall the fader to black, release the ropes and feel the slack.
I'm not yours, I'm mine.
I tell you every time, you're walking a fine, fine line.
I'm not yours, I'm mine.
I'm not yours.
Heard it all before (repeat)
Nobody hurts like me for you.
Soft slacks at night, I'm wearing 'em tight,
Nobody hurts like I do.
Your fakers are fine, but your water ain't wine,
so stop feeding me, 'a little more time'.
Your shit's a mess, I'm not yours to undress,
I'm leaving this love for the last time.
I'm not yours, I'm mine.
You've got the means to caress, but weak you leave me a mess.
One touch is enough, your hands, a little too rough.
Will I ever be enough?
I'm not yours, I'm mine.
We fall the fader to black, release the ropes and feel the slack.
I'm not yours, I'm mine.
I tell you every time, you're walking a fine, fine line.
I'm not yours, I'm mine.
I'm not yours.
Heard it all before (repeat)
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