Tonight, it's autumn in your head
And you won't go partying on the dance floor
The excuse you've made up
You stay alone listening to sad songs
To chase away your melancholy
There are notes of hope in your bed
In the voice of the singer who rumbles
You're looking for your place in this world
Your place in this world
Your place in this world

You say we live in a strange time
And how many take meds
To fall asleep
You know that elsewhere bombs are falling
That it will take many doves
To get out of it
Always lying in your feather bed
You press the volume button
So that emotions flood you
And you're looking for your place in this world
Your place in this world
Your place in this world

You dream of a great love to live
Why not write a book and travel
Never be part of the herd
And then plant the flag of freedom
Among all those who succeed
And brandish it on social networks
You doubt yourself every second
But you have your place in this world
Your place in this world
Your place in this world
Your place in this world
Your place in this world

Like you, while the city dances
I wonder if I'm exactly
In the right place
Deep down, I think we're millions
Asking ourselves the question
In front of the mirror
In the parking lot of happy people
Sometimes you have to turn a bit
To find a place in the round
And hopefully it suits you
Your place in this world
Your place in this world, that rumbles
Your place in this world
Your place in this world
Your place in this world

Your place in this world

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