I still have a noise in my head, I still have a knot in my stomach
It's always the same noise in the wind
I talk to the sky and the clouds as if dad was in them
I won't stop pretending
I like the sound of the subway underground
I watch mom's eyes shine
She tells me "all this is beautiful to see"
I tell her "you are my Eiffel Tower"
From the top of our eternal towers
We bought a dishwasher, we said "we've made it"

Under an imperturbable grayness
Little sisters in the tertiary sector, moms in Tercian
The TV says "it's bad luck's fault"
My dick, maybe it's nobody's fault
That doesn't mean there aren't those who suffer
People are like doors, over time, many open

The shrink is no longer just for the crazy
Happiness is no longer just for others

I no longer like U-turns, no more long speeches
I'm just a child of paradox, raised on Pitch and Looney Tunes
Bullet-proof baguette with two squares of chocolate
Before I told myself I was capable of leaving my room, it took time

I put in sweat, heart, and blood
She tells me "do you want to come up to my room?"
I need us to talk for all this to make sense
Is it love or just wind? That, I don't know
Can we remove the clouds above our heads?
That, I don't know

Grandma left in autumn before the Jersey drill
She used to say "I'm no longer autonomous, they just have to unplug me"
Take me to see the earthworms, six feet under the floor
To see the noise it makes

We get used to it and forget that if you leave, I'd be worse off without you
The walls plugged their ears, I was left speechless
Anyway, in the silence of the crowd
Watching the silhouettes of shadows dance

Hey, it's over getting hard for permanent contracts
At eighteen, I was cleaning kitchens
Now there's Martin's beat on the CDJs
There's Lucci's guitar on the vinyl
Hey, that doesn't make me a better guy at all
But go tell the kids we have other perspectives now
It's not vocational sales or soccer, New School or the trap
New era, they have empty debates, they don't move anything forward
They move air, we move heads
We don't make the world turn either
I'm just another rapper
I tell the street, I tell the bus stop, the vodka, the Red Bull

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