Shining eyes, fading consciousness
Brain holed like my pair of Vans
Alone in the middle of the pedestrian crossing
The reaper flashes his headlights at me
Inner calm, the beautiful farce
Changes everything I have under the skin into stone
Changes the herbal tea in my glass to beer
Want to tell the whole world to fuck off
Life is an imperfect perfection
Every day I face new pressures
But the future will sort itself out like Urion
I disappear from surveillance cameras
Outside, my people are treated like dogs
But Mr. Policeman doesn't respect us
At night, possessed like an actor
I fall asleep when the ghosts leave

Tortured, when thoughts slam the door of reality
As a kid, it was hard to be tortured
It's still hard and it's going to last
In silence, I quicken my pace
So many struggles for such an old journey
But coincidences do not exist
Every second, I see signs everywhere
And then there's this woman, want to tell her
"Thanks to our lovemaking, I appreciate each day more"
Fear she'll fade, want to tell her
One evening with little loving eyes
Even in summer, I'm not warm without you
Everything was better when we were riding on my Peugeot 103

Remember before the storm, when the city was calm
Your hands around me
The two of us on my bike, we were already kings
From the start, without brakes
Remember before the storm, when the city was calm
Your hands around me
The two of us on my bike, we were already kings
From the start
Baby, hold me tight, baby, hold me tight
Baby, hold me tight, baby, hold me tight
Baby, hold me tight, baby, hold me tight
Baby, hold me tight, baby, hold me tight

I look at her face on the white ceiling
I try to forget but the pain is constant
Remorse and regret, nothing beneficial
I've already started calling girls again
Being aware of pleasure is good
Being unaware of suffering is better
I'm never surprised
It's as if I had already seen everything before even opening my eyes

Why is it now that I need tenderness?
I exchange hours of sleep for answers
Do doctors know how to heal themselves?
She's gone, I multiply my "sorry" by ten
Damn, promised, sworn, apart from
Some big pairs of buttocks that jostle me
She's the one who excites me the most but I forget her when the crowd is beautiful
One time I wanted her, one time I wanted the others
She told me "you will never have these two things Antoine"
Everything was better when we were riding on my Peugeot 103

Remember before the storm, when the city was calm
Your hands around me
The two of us on my bike, we were already kings
From the start, without end
Remember before the storm, when the city was calm
Your hands around me
The two of us on my bike, we were already kings
From the start
Ah, ah, ah

Baby, hold me tight, baby, hold me tight
Baby, hold me tight, baby, hold me tight
Baby, hold me tight, baby, hold me tight
Baby, hold me tight, baby, hold me tight

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