We're sitting on the walls
We're reflected in the rivers
We are ourselves when we're depressed but it's as if we're naked
And as if we're mute
First you look at me, then you spit
We're different but we're the same
For at least three years now
I don't have fun if you study
If I'm sad, you dry me
How is it that now I'm on trial
What the hell are these faces
We're confused boys
Yes, we're poor deluded
We're different but we're the same
For at least three years now

I take the school road but then we go to the sea
Desire to make love
With famous actresses
I was likable to those who didn't want to study
He could teach me
To avoid things
To avoid things, ooh

Memories
The road, the music, the old people
The cold, the perfect hair
The desire to do anything just to stand still
And the writings on the walls
Millions of new flavors
The males, the females and the inhibitory brakes

The wheels, the engines

Now that there's no more time
Now that I'm happy
I write, I erase
Then I write and erase
Then while I'm at it I correct
It's eleven and a half
I wonder if there's a croissant left
Come on, it's morning
Come on, come on it's morning, come on I'm tired of the bed
I don't have fun if I wait
I have the emotion in falsetto
What I sing is not worth much
But it costs what I spend
Not that I don't go out with a hundred
And then when I can I absent myself
And I didn't understand, come on draw me a picture
Sorry I'm from the end of the millennium

I take the school road but then we go to the sea
Desire to make love
With famous actresses
I was likable to those who didn't want to study
He could teach me
To avoid things
To avoid things, ooh

Memories
The road, the music, the old people
The cold, the perfect hair
The desire to do anything just to stand still
And the writings on the walls
Millions of new flavors
The males, the females and the inhibitory brakes

The wheels, the engines

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