Pas peu fier en somme De suivre la filière J'étais Bonoboo Clama le Bonoboo Don't tu naquis Petit homme Par étrange bizarrerie De mère nature De maman Lucy

Mais un mot de toi pour ma peine Ma paranoïa sur tes lèvres On s'est laissé tomber à genoux On s'est enlisé jusqu'au cou Mais Alléluia le vent se lève On veut de la vitesse fragile Des fleurs à tous les feux rouges pour freiner notre adrénaline A grand

Could be the end of the world I'd still be laid here on my own wasting my life away Get off your knees Please, you have to help me This is not my true face If you could see my soul As I have seen my soul I could show it to you It's rotten

Tell me how to feel about you now Oh, let me know Do I suffocate or let go? I can't call you a stranger But I can't call you I know you think that I erased you You may hate me but I can't hate you And I won't replace you Think I'm tired of getting over it

You're the one who plays with fire in the night, You're the one who scares people with the scythe You're the one to tell Him to ever live by, You're the Lord to shaking all alone (You're alone!) Now you left me out to drop His sight: I wasn't ready for

I'd be jealous too, if she was with you I'd be out my mind, watching her move I'd be jealous too, if she was with you, with you She's a California red in a dive bar Hourglass body like a guitar That forever wild smile appears like a Glitter bomb in the

Adios, adios, adios Mec, marie-toi avec ta mère. Tes potes, ta musique! Et qui a le meilleur derrière? Moi je te laisse réfléchir. Laisse-moi tranquille Ciao je file! OK, je ne t'ai jamais aimé, est-ce de ta faute? Je ne sais pas.

You son of man I am here as a witness You son of man can't you see what burns inside me This fire will consume as the flames purify With the peace that passes understanding This is my outcry From dust to dust we will return The flesh is temporary The

On the scale, flip a bird, flip a bird, flip a bird In the kitchen In the kitchen (putting work) I will cop a key and put it on the scale Said I'm here for money making, I've done lost 'bout all my patience Beat almost all my cases, thought I'd covered

Et mes amis Au bout de mes vingt ans, la route est vide Et je m’ennuie J’ai perdu mes amours et ma jeunesse Ma fenêtre s’ouvre sur un ciel tout gris Je n’ai rien d’autre à faire qu’attendre la nuit Attendre que vienne encore l’heure de chanter Et les