I'm pulling on the joint, I'm dehumanizing myself
I'm wondering now who I'm going to disappoint?
Brown smoke coming out of the window
I'd like to follow it and run away
I always have two or three phrases in my head
That loop above the rest
I feel too cramped in the room
I didn't understand anything but I agree
I had dreams in the beginning
Then I met all the bored ones
That I engraved on CD-R with a marker
Well you know what, half of them are fake
Apparently it's better not to live your dreams
The fall is often too severe
Mom says "the best is the enemy of the good"
Do you know a 2 better than the 1?

Except in The Lord of the Rings
And Frodo ends up crazy and sad
Even Walter White loses it
And Anakin strangles his girl
Since I really got hungry
I think I'm really going to lose it
They looked bad on the vacant lot
They'll only see me from afar from the stage
The time is over when I stupidly agreed by lowering my head
I lost too much time, too many friends
Too many close ones by lowering my head
I light a Camel by lowering the window
It feels good to let your guard down from time to time
Let's talk real, let's not pretend

They are weird
We smile at (strangers)
Always looking (at the moon)
I searched her face
I found love (in her pupils)
Behind the fear (in her eyes)

They look weird
They look suspicious
We only had half a chance we took it
There's no second one, it's not like Afflelou
My life on the guitar, one more story, one more melody
We make their old grimaces sing
The symphony of the bus stop
It's started we never stop again
I make music I save my life
I rewrite everything I brutalize myself
We look each other in the eyes we burn alive
It says "Fuck everything" in the sky
So we said we were going to do it
I invented wings and I tell everyone that we can fly
I'm relaxed I'm like Bergkamp against Newcastle
I'm in the box I look ahead, I want the crowd to welcome me
I hit very hard, I aim for the teeth, I put all my anger
I roll a rocket, I aim for the moon, I put all my anger

They are weird
We smile at (strangers)
Always looking (at the moon)
I searched her face
I found love (in her pupils)
Behind the fear (in her eyes)

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