| Some time has passed since my mother died
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| But I still suffer as much as if it happened yesterday
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| I'm not melancholic but the pain sticks to my flesh
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| A lot of people *** cause happiness likes to fade away
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| Holy shit, I'm past the age of playing teenager
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| I turned against the angels I said "goodbye" to luck
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| Often I have no morale but no suicidal thoughts
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| Not attracted to weakness, I don't do anything that pleases him
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| We have a heart to love, and I use it to hate
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| There are few promises kept but too bad I've already seen worse
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| I look sad because this world is very dirty
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| How many on this earth neglect that knowledge remains a weapon
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| Existence is a puzzle, yet I'm far from being stupid
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| My writings are scarring and costing a scalpel mark
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| I no longer want to get attached because love gives way to tears
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| Hard to keep smiling when the depression is at any age
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| F and L, B.A.N, it's the blues
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| We are sad, we have hatred, we complain a lot
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| We come to reveal our sorrows to you all
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| Bad luck circles us like a vulture
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| My problems come from sorrel and weed and women
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| I have hatred look in my eyes, they are full of tears
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| I didn't ask for anything but I fell in a battle
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| There are things I denied, I did the bastard
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| No, I'm afraid of losing loved ones, I lost a friend
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| Afraid of missing the mark, in fact I'm afraid of making mistakes
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| Fear of victory, too used to defeat
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| Afraid all alone at night when in my defence, I lock myself in
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| Fear of success at least not of failure
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| 'Cause we're often seen as trash
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| I'd like to go bask in the Seychelles
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| We gotta find a good trick because life is expensive
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| Need money, need money, need cash
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| I'm on the verge of depression, from here I have to break
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| Feelings, te-ma, yeah, I hide 'em
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| If I'm naughty it's because I'm bad, you have to know it |