ButBullshit and hellI can't stand itNow we're lostNow we're goneBeen beaten

in fashion, rattle, don't hesitateA look

from this day onOh, why you keep pretending that

say that you don'tYou promised you willI'm calling my

Fences in a rowFences in a rowWired and protectedIn a rowIf

Come, comeDropping off the radarCome, comeDropping off the radarLost illusions, try

It started all in early SeptemberWhen my god given little became

out and tell the societyThe talk of the town

know your French wellDidn't take any decision so farHit

up with me, meet at the rallyFollow the shouting,

I'm an actorI'm doin' wellAnd I want things to be done

1: Thomas Mars, Clairo, somewhere, somewhere to goMany years

You could do it better, Drakkar NoirCheap fixtures, religious talesLight a

Headline from this day onWhy you keep pretending that you wanna

gon' call my phone when I let her goWhen

Kiss my ass !Yes sir !I don?t care who you areI

to go? I had no idea26.10 was the price

out and buildLower white and calls me to the

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