Often I lie to flutter as well
To make myself believe that all passers-by could be interesting
I fan myself with admiration, ecstatic with addiction
With a phrase or a toss, with quickly interpreted smiles

Often I lie to make my inside believe
That it lives excessively and can even please full time
With just one or two kisses that I catch on the fly
I imagine volcanoes that would flood my fields with wounds

Often I lie, I get excited for all the people
Who throw out ordinary "wait" as they would naturally throw
Out sexts just to play with very little purpose
As for me, I fall in love with the "no time" of passionate people

Often I lie and I know how to exaggerate
Quite heavy apparently because they weigh just as they stay
For weeks of struggle where I struggle to undo everything
To emancipate myself from his things, look, I don't know how to do it

I have a random heart, of a man, of a man
I believe in everything that hits, like, stupid
I haven't understood the codes even though they impress me
Fuck if I'm not popular, that's how I lie to myself
I have a random heart, of a man, of a man
Every time I fall, bite, love love love
I haven't understood the codes even though they impress me
Fuck if I'm not popular, that's how I lie to myself

Often I lie even more when there is an R
I make my grand films and I even rush without criteria
But it turns out that it's just a plan as usual I prostrate myself
Because getting caught is indecent especially in front of the imaginary

Often I lie in races running out of nerve
It gives me days dreaming of crazy love and Minerva
To forget the shit, I watch the blogosphere
All the juicy details that put me even more down

Often I lie to give myself thickness
Like hundreds of coats that I put on to make the sweat flow
Because it's not warm here and all these jumps give warmth
With a little taste of fake that leaves everything tasteless

Often I lie to tremble softly
To easily get hard in heavy dreams, at any time
I even imagine myself toothless, kissing pretty hearts
Who willingly accept to indulge in all my deceptions

I have a random heart of a man, of a man
I believe in everything that hits, like, stupid
I haven't understood the codes even though they impress me
Fuck if I'm not popular, that's how I lie to myself
I have a random heart, of a man, of a man
Every time I fall, bite, love love love
I haven't understood the codes even though they impress me
Fuck if I'm not popular, that's how I lie to myself

Because I lack that audacity
Of crude positions
With effective "I love yous"
Without the "I fuck you" that's a mess

I lack that little tact
Of self-assurance for it to work
In the meantime, I get wasted
And I believe in everything that happens

I think I haven't understood the basics
For why I struggle to the max
But as Jacques said about women
It's your worst enemy that's in front of you

So I do as usual, I hide
And I invent hearts that beat
Shouting out idols in masses
While spying on them behind my mask

I have a random heart, of a man, of a man
I believe in everything that hits, like, stupid
I haven't understood the codes even though they impress me
Fuck if I'm not popular, that's how I lie to myself
I have a random heart, of a man, of a man
Every time I fall, bite, love love love
I haven't understood the codes even though they impress me
Fuck if I'm not popular, that's how I lie to myself

I lie to myself

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