I snatch a smile from you and I wear it
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The last period has not been happy
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After all, I'm asking little of myself
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It's like lowering the price
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I have a weapon and are afraid to use it
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Taking it easy takes constancy
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When just now instead of disappearing in the square
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I showed my true face
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Now I tremble at every single comment
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But it doesn't seem like it because I don't feel like it either
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When I speak, it's as if someone else were speaking
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Evaluating every detail, I get lost in the landscape
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I'm coming with something behind me
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By cultivating a partially dead plant
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With the love of a slightly inattentive father
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It's time to get big
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When they say «bravo!»
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Always ask, "Really?"
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When it was I who believed it
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They didn't give me a euro
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Now little has changed but I grow and I see
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That the more others talk about me
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The more I wonder if this is what I wanted
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I don't throw tantrums, I'm not satisfied
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But I postpone it until there's no more time
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Blathering about the fact that it's my commitment
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Without this, I won't eat or be a clerk
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I'm not moved and anyway it's worse
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I say little unless it is requested |
I risk everything without a salary increase
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Without a degree, I lay them out
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Until I turn off
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You get faker with time
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You don't even know what's true
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I don't know what to say. I'm telling you
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I'm certainly scared or something like
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I I can go
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If I lose my hunger, it's possible
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But I commit and defend myself, so I ask myself
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When they say: «Bravo!»
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Always ask, "Really?"
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When it was I who believed it
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They didn't give me a euro
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Now little has changed but I grow and I see
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That the more others talk about me
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The more I wonder if this is what I wanted
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This is still what gives me joy
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More than everything, more than everything
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This is still what gives me joy
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More than everything, more than everything
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This is still what interests me
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Most of all
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This is still what interests me
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Most of all
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I if I succeed with this, I get everything
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I if I succeed with this, I get everything
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When they say good...
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You find yourself changing the commas
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You try to change your clothes (Ahhh)
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You make a fool of yourself, change the oxygen you breathe
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I predestine my sacrifice, the intuition of a rookie
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I fight for my vegetable garden and for those nearby |
Excellent result at the end of the journey
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I have everything and all the excuses to complain
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To slow me down
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For me, changing course is a step forward
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Just sing, concentrate
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I don't want homework
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I enjoy it with the means I have
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I try to stay calm
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But what you were born to do doesn't let you go afterwards
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And you stumble in the footsteps of others, in their mistakes
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If I only listened I would tell you who I am
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And you would also understand, you would also change
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This stuff is personal, professional secrecy
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Bravo to mortify you, I have many meanings
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For now better than ever
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Better than ever
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When they say: «Bravo!»
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Always ask, "Really?"
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When it was I who believed it
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They didn't give me a euro
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Now little has changed but I grow and I see
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That the more others talk about me
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The more I wonder if this is what I wanted
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This is still what brings me joy
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More than everything, more than everything
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This is still what brings me joy
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More than everything, more than everything
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This is still what interests me
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Most of all
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This is still what interests me
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Most of all
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I if I succeed with this, I get everything
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I if I succeed with this, I get everything |
When they say: «Bravo!»
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Always ask, "Really?"
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When it was I who believed it
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They didn't give me a euro
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Now little has changed but I grow and I see
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That the more others talk about me
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The more I wonder if this is what I wanted
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I if I succeed with this, I get everything
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I if I succeed with this, I get everything |