I slept for twenty years
One day the angels pushed me
To reopen my dusty eyes
From so-called irrevocable sequels
Twice ten years, level 4 coma
I restarted the encephalogram
I have flashbacks of my memories when I have a headache
The world is no longer the same, I see death, scared humans
I would have been better off not waking up
Talking about young people to get clicks
No matter how many lessons we draw, they want us to shoot at cops
On my awakening the people are torn
Blacks and Arabs are no longer desired
If you have a beard they make your life miserable
Just need a goatee to be a scapegoat
But what happened? Why the hatred? One day you will answer
I was told about collapsed towers
You're not Jamel or Zinedine, they want to immolate you
They only like those who score goals or make people laugh
Do not tolerate all those who dream of a starry sky
You can walk bare-chested, not with a veiled head
The world is connected, no warmth, shocked by this cold
Everyone talks to each other, no one sees each other
Women go to the gym, push like oxen
Coughing hookahs, men are all styled like women
When I was young, they kissed in the neck
Now they suck dicks in couples
It seems we are moving forward and the doors are broken down
Because pigs are being denounced
I listened to Wu-Tang and Mobb Deep almost honored
Far from these guys with colored streaks
Where have the meaning and the words gone? Now everything is bland
I enjoyed more when I listened to Fabe
Twenty years later I feel overwhelmed
People on terraces are being knocked down
I who loved life, I see the people being swallowed up
Swallowed by the fear of being strafed
Thinking about making the figure, ultra sharp young people
Dealing coke, it seems that weed is no longer profitable
They seem more violent, I think of the mothers of those who are buried
It burns a body for a comment
Prison has changed, kids fall, have a belly full of anger
They have showers and hot plates
We hide the truth for pretty stats
All have cell phones, we follow their life on Snap stories, firm prison or passivity?
Thugs or businessmen? Justice, six-speed box
Freedom for the tie knots
Chain work, under the robe, all judges have their work clothes
No need to fill the dark rooms or the Nikaïa
Known for shit like Rémi Gaillard
In the USA it's worse, we saw Trump seem hesitant, brother one day Booder will be president
We refuse migrants, these poor people often poorly dressed
All these countries that Total has plundered, hearts are cemented
Life is hard so we anticipate it
Open your eyes, violent awakening

Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen
Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen
The pain fades when I close my eyes
The pain fades when I close my eyes
Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen
Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen
The pain fades when I close my eyes
The pain fades when I close my eyes
(When I close my eyes, close my eyes)
Close my eyes (close my eyes)
The pain fades when I close my eyes
(When I close my eyes, when I close my eyes)
Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen
Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen (ladies and gentlemen)
When I close my eyes (when I close my eyes)
When I close my eyes (when I close my eyes)
Close my eyes (close my eyes)
The pain fades when I close my eyes (when I close my eyes)

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