Take me to dance in the underbelly
Of cities gone mad, since there are
In these places as many dreams
As when we sleep and we don't sleep
So might as well twist here and there
And meet down below
Since we get tired of everything
Why do we intertwine?

For the raw and wounded
We have, some abuses

Come on, bury me
Throw me over all the edges
But stay a little longer after
Even when the end is over
I didn't light the fuse
It's Lautréamont who presses me
In the deserts, where he preaches
Where in front of nothing, we give mass

For the wounded, hold me tight
Suffocate me if you can, you who know where
After a subtle sketch
We drove in the screws
We, the raw and wounded
We have, some abuses

Oh, but no, nothing serious
There are our hooked bruises that save us
And all our common points in the teeth
And our scraps of skin that we find here and there
In all corners, don't stop shaking
That's how I recognize you
Even if it's much better for you
That you shake a little less than me

Take me, take me
We should be able to turn scarlet
And even if we rush
We should see, "White Light/White Heat"
Come on, bury me, throw me over all the edges
One more effort, we will be again
Calm and quiet, calm and quiet
Hold me tight, hold me tight
Suffocate me if you can, hold me tight

We, the raw and wounded
We have, some abuses

We, the raw and wounded
We have, some abuses
We, the raw and wounded
We have, some abuses
The raw and wounded
We feel them, the screws
The raw and wounded
We have, some abuses
Raw and wounded
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh

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