Yeah

Without a lighthouse, without a compass
I struggle not to sink
Leaving on a gondola
Where could I dock?
Yeah

Release my breath
Under the skies of a new city
Gold on my head, I'm the only one to enjoy it
Reason is a burden too heavy to carry
I gain nothing without buying, but cowardice
Is the only memory I can afford

Leave as a king, arrive as a stranger
The cold future is predicted at my feet
I'm like a castaway
I think my heart has risen too high, eh

Get out of my head
Get out of my dreams
Get out of my head
I already have my defeat
Get out of my head
It's too imperfect
Without a scent
Only nausea in crumbs
Get out of my head
Get out of my dreams

My knees on the ground
I don't lose any of my ardor
Guardian of hell
Watches me with a sick look, like a tumor
I curse money
Which weighs down the wing of those who want it
And who, for death
Are nothing more than volunteers

Work of a night, never left me
Desire bores me, I lose my lucidity, yeah
I'm looking for my identity, yeah

Leave as a king, arrive as a stranger
The cold future is predicted at my feet
I'm like a castaway
I think my heart has risen too high, eh

Get out of my head
Get out of my dreams
Ooh, get out of my head
I already have my defeat
Get out of my head
It's too imperfect
Without a scent
Only nausea in crumbs
Get out of my head (yeah)
Get out of my dreams

(Get out of my head
Get out of my head)

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