All these voices speaking in my head (in my head)
There's not one to catch the other, empty gaze on the wall of the phone booth
So, often, I throw everything out the window (out the window)
I know my demon is trying to demonstrate that my problems have first names
Ah, but (ah, but) you won't get me this time
I'm in a good mood, I feel like it never ends
You won't get me this time
And I say hello to everything that keeps me away from you

In the middle of a dark sleep
If I can't get away, go ahead, wake me up
I love the black sun
As long as the good life watches over me and keeps an eye on me
In the middle of a dark sleep
If I can't get away, go ahead, wake me up
I love the black sun
As long as the good life watches over me and keeps an eye on me

Black sun only works if everything is fine
When the soul is foggy, it's hard to paint
Without a break in the clouds, it's hard to assume
That tears light up and end up extinguishing me
I'm afraid of sinking into the love of sound
I see my eyes narrowed by the desire for shadow
The impression of locking myself up, the impression of hurting myself
The intention to seek the infernal intention

Oh, yeah, as if I had the desire to discover
Feelings that I had never experienced
As if I was taking something new to feed myself
Be careful not to get stuck
In action like a controlled dream
Life must give us the desire to say
"Fuck the opinion that wants to put us aside"
Life must give us the desire to say
"Fuck the opinion that wants to put us aside"

In the middle of a dark sleep
If I can't get away, go ahead, wake me up
I love the black sun
As long as the good life watches over me and keeps an eye on me
In the middle of a dark sleep
If I can't get away, go ahead, wake me up
I love the black sun
As long as the good life watches over me and keeps an eye on me

Nostalgic writing puts me back on the right track
Erasing the tragic shipwrecked feelings
Feelings of abandonment on a few phrases
Abundant melodies in the manner of Frager
I think in psychoanalysis, replacing my base shrink, eh
I write in my life what happens to me
If I heal, it's because I was writing the bad, eh

In the middle of a dark sleep
If I can't get away, go ahead, wake me up
I love the black sun
As long as the good life watches over me and keeps an eye on me
In the middle of a dark sleep
If I can't get away, go ahead, wake me up
I love the black sun
As long as the good life watches over me and keeps an eye on me

(Oh) life must give us the desire to say
"Fuck the opinion that wants to put us aside" (watch over me)
Life must give us the desire to say
"Fuck the opinion that wants to put us aside"

In the middle of a dark sleep
If I can't get away, go ahead, wake me up
I love the black sun
As long as the good life watches over me and keeps an eye on me
In the middle of a dark sleep
If I can't get away, go ahead, wake me up
I love the black sun
As long as the good life watches over me and keeps an eye on me

(Oh) life must give us the desire to say
"Fuck the opinion that wants to put us aside" (watch over me)
Life must give us the desire to say
"Fuck the opinion that wants to put us aside"

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