Lyrics La belle indifférence - Descartes A Kant

La belle indifférence

My best friend forever had
A driven interest in identifying
The great american sex
Arousal disorder, and green eyes
First it was tout simplement
«La Philosophie Dans Le Boudoir»
But if hysteria leads you on (on, on, on, on)
It is no picnic to know who you are
The first time we met it was a blast
At the «Fray Bernardino Álvarez»
Blue lipstick and weird fake moustache
Said: «Turn around and take your panties down»
D-d-d-d-down, d-d-d-d-down, d-d-d-d-down
D-d-d-d-down, d-d-d-d-down, d-d-d-d-down
Call her by her truthful name:
Her name is Bouffée Delirante
Look into her truthful eyes
Her gaze is sweet and mesmerizing
Her logic so disorganizing
Her gaze is truly paralyzing!
Her name is Borderline Personality Disorder
She came because I called her
She came because I called her
Look into her truthful eyes
Her gaze is sweet and paralyzing
Her logic so disorganizing
But folies à deux ain’t everlasting!
Her name is Dissociative Identity Disorder
She came because I called her
She came because I called her
The last time we met was pretty sad;
At some step-down unit, as announced
The poor thing was missing her left hand
But she hadm’t noticed it!
C’est la belle indifférence
C’est la belle indifférence!
C’est la belle indifférence!
C’est la belle indifférence!
C’est la belle indifférence!
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