Of damage
Damage, no, no, no, no

I'm not in my best state
I write to avoid causing damage
Otherwise I might explode
Maybe with a Beretta
Life begins when there's a beating heart
Stops when there's no more beep
What is money if it's not the choice
To have even more choices?
The troubles, the clashes on Insta'
I don't see them anymore, I look ahead
The blah-blahs about what I'm not
I don't listen, I have more than 500k
You love me for what I've become
So you love me for what I'm not
You left and then you came back
Friends like you, I don't want
I have no one to say "I love you" to
Everyone to say "fuck you" to
Either the Earth is not round and blue
Or the problems come from me
In truth, don't sign with a house
Unless you're alone and on the street
Because when you count on people
They end up disappointing you

Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah

Yeah, I see myself in your eyes, I appreciate myself
But it's going to be okay I'm indecisive, appreciate
We do it quickly without being precise about our feelings
What we feel while letting our story shrink
But you think too much, but you only think about
The problems it will cause
Your heart is a police station
Looking for the ex it will condemn
Understand me, God, I'm doing everything I can
I do like your beautiful hair
I help you feel better
Through other eyes
My salary has other wishes
Than to end up old together, Dems
Come to my area
You might understand my fears, my heartaches
My trails of sweat from being a seducer
A bouquet of flowers
Faded by the waiting time of the charming prince
That I was supposed to be instead of that
I'm just the gamekeeper, the being supposed to be with you
Your love, I envy it, my love, I beg you
I want you to hate me as much as you love me
What's the problem? It's too personal
Oh-la-la

I went on the field of abstinence
Sex is a venom for patience
I went on the field of abstinence
But don't see how not to disappoint you
I went on the field of abstinence
Sex is a venom for patience
I went on the field of abstinence
But don't see how not to disappoint you

Tchic, tchic, tchic
Change of dark atmosphere
Everywhere the dirty, the violence, Dems
Ah well yeah

A fucking joint between the thumb and the index, I pull on a pers'
I cough in the car
Life is pink only when I smoke green
Not too many parameters
Face to face so not on the Net
All stutterers, I bring her back
Smell of shit to describe my breath
I'm in the arena at the Arena
I saw you on Macarena
I'm everything that shouldn't have been
First in the top so it's by stages
I want to see the end of my life in advance
To know if my efforts still make sense

Thevie Radio, the dirty radio, the dark radio

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