Do you believe in miracles?
Not today, no

My best friend died when I was 13
Since then, my heart beats every time I see an ambulance
This is for the optimists who cry, the bravest of the fearful
I can't be sad, I have too many people to make happy

What is the wind trying to tell me?
When it blows so much
I'm always in a hurry, yet no one is waiting for me
I'm going to change, evolve, grow, of course
But what do I do if all my friends preferred the old me?

I barely know how to change a light bulb (ouch)
Yesterday, I realized that I will never change the world

I'm on the team of people who doubt
How do those who move forward, those who get up when they fall, do it?
And if life hits, I hit back
I didn't have sticks but a whole forest in the wheels
Promise, I will climb the hill again
I prefer a small me than a big one who dreams of being someone else
Of being someone else, yeah

What's wrong with me?
I always have to overdo it
Tell me who could know
And there are many like me
When night falls, there's no one left
(And I wait for the day to rise)

I had a bad dream
I want to press pause
I wanted to tell you something
Damn, it was on the tip of my tongue

Sometimes I also wish, to give up everything
And waste my life
See elsewhere if I'm there, yeah yeah
See elsewhere if I'm there

Knock-knock-knock, who's there?
It's death, look at yourself
Once again curled up on the ground
Tortured by anxieties that bring you down

And parents, promise me that you will never die
I'm going to find all the bubble wrap on Earth to cover us all
I ran after so many things, in fact I just needed air
My heart of stone protects a heart of glass

I said things I didn't mean
And I was wrong, I have to accept that I'm fragile
To be stronger

And I make music when I'm feeling bad
There's only music when I'm feeling bad

What's wrong with me? (What's wrong with me?)
I always have to overdo it (always overdo it)
Tell me who could know (tell me, tell me)
And there are many like me (there are many like me)
When night falls, there's no one left
(And I wait for the day to rise)

How beautiful are the sad people
How beautiful are the lost people
How beautiful are the sad people
Ok, let's go

How beautiful are the sad people
How beautiful are the lost people
How beautiful are the sad people

How beautiful are the sad people
How beautiful are the lost people
How beautiful are the sad people

How beautiful are the sad people
How beautiful are the lost people
How beautiful are the sad people

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