Path to heaven
We walk, path to heaven
Path to heaven
Junior Alaprod friend
What? Skrrt, yeah

The essence of our souls, love and hate
Our bodies in the embers, we fuck while we kiss
Path to heaven (heaven, heaven, heaven, heaven, path to heaven)
(Path to the-, path to heaven, yeah, path to heaven)
Path to heaven (path)
The wind on your skin, the weed in the pocket
An evening under alcohol, a beach on the coast
Path to heaven (heaven, heaven, heaven, heaven, path to heaven)
Path to heaven (path to heaven, yeah)

That's what you wanted, here (here) she arrives in the driveway like a wrapped gift
In the evening where your friends want to go (wah) to dance all night
Look what the family brought us back in the suitcase
We start the ballet, you walk, intoxicated by the fumes you inhaled
She moans, her darling hears her, we're going to hunt the jelly together
We're going to hunt the jelly together and our hearts in their union, crumble in slice
And sometimes, for the naps, we got together
In the sky, I was gone but I came back as an angel
We composed the music before the djinns sold it
And our souls in their rifles, we end in trance, yo (yah)
Between us never a bad understanding, I have the Thompson cannon, model 1930
And we smoke in the room as we did in the old days
Summer lasted a long time when I was a child (yah, yah)
Twenty years pass like thirty years, I write this singing

The essence of our souls, love and hate
Our bodies in the embers, we fuck while we kiss
Path to heaven (heaven, path to heaven, path to the-)
(Path to heaven, yeah, path to heaven, path to the-)
Path to heaven (heaven)
The wind on your skin, the weed in the pocket
An evening under alcohol, a beach on the coast
Path to heaven (heaven, heaven, heaven, heaven, yeah, path to the-)
(Path to heaven, yeah, in the evening when your body shivers)
Path to the- (heaven)

In the evening when your body shivers, when the large sums add up (-tionnent)
When we celebrated in the small zone, we drive while Angus plays the Gibson
She likes to improvise, two desynchronized bodies
Now I don't feel you anymore, we broke up, very far away, we guided you
The path, listen well if we talk about it, it's not written on the signs
In ball, we are on the way laid in the car
But we are stuck down under the last ramparts (what?)
We are stuck down under the last ramparts
We are in the car, on the way, yeah

Fucking rides on grandpa's face (woh, skeetit)
Jolly Roger, promethazine
Sometimes the lean (skeetit, skeetit) talks to me as if I was alive (yuh)
I listen to Hotel California, oh
Things plunge me into a coma (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
It's just a potion, it's just a potion (yo)
I listen to Hotel California

The essence of our souls, love and hate
Our bodies in the embers, we fuck while we kiss
Path to heaven (ah) yo
Path to heaven (ah)
The wind on your skin, the weed in the pocket
An evening under alcohol, a beach on the coast
Path to heaven (ah, yeah, path to the-, yeah, path to heaven)
Path to the- (oh)

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