I'm thinking about it, I need to note it down
Ideas, they leave faster than friends
So, if I think about it, I need to tell him
If there's a need, I have to carry it
I don't want any of their wishes, me
Your magic lamp, I'll sell it at best
But I'll never rub it
It's time to know why we don't care whose fault it is
Eyes always grayer
The face always more transparent
I keep telling him that everything will be fine
He keeps telling me that everything is okay
It's as if we're not really talking
We're telling each other that everything passes
Time is a friend, it can be a culprit
Cloud all pale, ceiling all white, all dirty

Puppet theater
With grandpa at eight years old in the park
We watched soldiers save our country with bayonets
I watched the guy above pulling strings
We're just grown-up children with dreams of getting out
Who feel better being rejected
Than going to their high-end parties
Then it's each one's journey, each one's finish line
At my age, my mother had three kids
Damso does four Bercy, but each one has their own purpose, huh

Another bad news
Face doesn't move, it seems like I don't feel the pain anymore
Empty apartment, all yellow walls
You might think I'm doing a Colors
You might think you're a jerk
Brain awake, heart in a coma
Dust on memories like on the Polaroid
I have the strength of those who are no longer here

I hate missed calls
I hate missed calls
I hate missed calls
Speak better to ghosts than to the banker please
Heart is under construction, head is a construction site
I hate missed calls
I notice the progress and that we bring truth into the profession
I don't have the most beautiful carriage but I have the biggest engine of the dealership

Yeah, missed call puts a lot of pressure
I replace one addiction with another addiction
We promised each other we would get out
We are men of conviction

I rap my pain
I only hear hope, actually
I rap my pain
I only hear hope, actually

Missed call puts a lot of pressure
I replace one addiction with another addiction
We promised each other we would get out
We are men of conviction

I rap my pain
I only hear hope, actually
I rap my pain
I only hear hope, actually

Missed call puts a lot of pressure
I replace one addiction with another addiction
We promised each other we would get out
We are men of conviction

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