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Douce frayeur
03:28
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I want things that are not mine, I want that guy but he's not right.
I want things that are not right, I want this guy but he's not mine
After a long walk in the dark, she's seen a light. An unexpected solace coming from a nameless face oh
It cheered her up, it made her high, it made her cry
Even after the storm everything gets dry
It may have been hard for you to get what was happening
it may have been hard not to know in advance on which feet you are dancing
Gosh, look at that face, why did I smile at you in the first place?
When things don't glow memory still grow
you get high and I get low
When things don't grow, memory still glow
I get high when you get low
It was written in her eyes she was stuck in the past, while your heart was beating hard, hers was running fast Oh
She pushed you out then let you in du froid au chaud, une douce frayeur de t'laisser glisser sous sa peau, glisser sous ma peau.
It may have been hard for you to get what was happening
it may have been hard not being able to stop when you knew it was crashing
Gosh, look at that face, why did I smile at you in the first place?
When things don't glow memory still grow
you get high and I get low
When things don't grow, memory still glow
I get high when you get low
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(Dis)Connected
04:21
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Dis moi
03:14
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Tu me demandes constamment comment c'est d'ou tu viens?
Regardes autour de toi, mes yeux sont pas meilleurs qu'les tiens.
Tu me demandes de faire l'accent de tout un continent, si tu veux t'rire de moi au moins fais le correctement...
J'ai entendu plus d'une fois "Eh t'es pas mal pour une renoi" pppp je n'sais pas quoi repondre a ca.
Et tu t'permets d'toucher mes veuch parce qu'ils ressemblent a du coton, un geste benin pour toi mais moi j'le vis comme un affront.
Tu me dis que j'fais pas l'affaire sans meme checker mon savoir faire, tu prends le mec de derriere juste parce qu'il a la peau claire.
Tu m'vois comme un adversaire et m'repproches les maux d'la terre, opinion trop severe a juger ton argumentaire.
Comment j'dois l'prendre quand tu passes ton temps a t'meprendre, moi a me defendre de propos que j'veux pas entendre?
Mais dis moi comment j'dois l'prendre quand tu passes ton temps a te meprendre, moi a me defendre de propos que j'veux pas entendre?
Comment j'dois l'prendre quand tu passes ton temps a t'meprendre, moi a me defendre de propos que j'veux pas entendre?
Mais dis moi comment j'dois l'prendre, oh dis moi comment je dois le prendre hey
Tu m'demandes de n'pas rouspeter quand tu m'decris comme etant black comme si noir etait une insulte et qu' l'anglais avait moins d'impact.
Dis moi pourquoi j'suis la seule a m'faire controler quand j'suis la seule de l'assemblee qui n'a rien a se repprocher?
Et tu t'inspires de ma musique, te regales de ma nourriture mais ne veux pas entendre parler du reste de ma culture...
Et tu t'permets d' m'appeler Negga comme les rapeurs americains, t'emploies des mots qu'tu comprends pas comme une gamin.
J'en ai marre des sourires en coin a l'idee que j'puisse broyer du noir quand tu t'amuses de notre histoire comme un truc derisoir.
Afficher comme une victoire des posters de MLK et reciter sans meme savoir un discours qu' t'entends pas, parce que tu l'entends pas...
Comment j'dois l'prendre quand tu passes ton temps a t'meprendre, moi a me defendre de propos que j'veux pas entendre?
Mais dis moi comment j'dois l'prendre quand tu passes ton temps a te meprendre, moi a me defendre de propos que j'veux pas entendre?
Comment j'dois l'prendre quand tu passes ton temps a t'meprendre, moi a me defendre de propos que j'veux pas entendre?
Mais dis moi comment j'dois l'prendre, oh dis moi comment je dois le prendre hey
Tu m'demandes de n'pas m'enerver car ca n'arrivait qu'dans le passe, c'est juste que c'est pas affiche dans ton fil d'actualite grand.
Tu m'dis de n'pas m'enerver et d'essayer d'ignorer toutes ses reflexions deplacees, caricatures demesurees.
Tu m'demandes garder mon silence et tolerer ton ignorance et les violences subient depuis ma ptite enfance.
Tu m'demandes d'garder mon sourire, arreter d'envisager le pire mais les souvenirs sont bien presents et part de mon avenir.
J'suis pas la pour faire la victime, taper du pied comme une gamine mais pour une seconde imagine nos voix comme unanime...
Et C'est pour ca que je taquine tous les supporters de Marine car leur entetement me fascine autant qu'il me chagrine...
Comment j'dois l'prendre quand tu passes ton temps a t'meprendre, moi a me defendre de propos que j'veux pas entendre?
Mais dis moi comment j'dois l'prendre quand tu passes ton temps a te meprendre, moi a me defendre de propos que j'veux pas entendre?
Comment j'dois l'prendre quand tu passes ton temps a t'meprendre, moi a me defendre de propos que j'veux pas entendre?
Mais dis moi comment j'dois l'prendre, oh dis moi comment je dois le prendre hey
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Mother
03:43
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My mother worked fifteen hours five days a week
My mother worked sixteen hours six days a week
My mother worked seventeen hours seven days a week
The best way to scare a Tory is to read and get rich
The best way to scare a Tory is to read and get rich
The best way to scare a Tory is to read and get rich
I know nothing
I'm just sitting here looking at pretty colors
I know nothing
I'm just sitting here looking at pretty colors
I know nothing
I'm just sitting here looking at pretty colors
Mother
Fucker
Mother
Fucker
My mother worked fifteen hours five days a week
My mother worked sixteen hours six days a week
My mother worked seventeen hours seven days a week
The best way to scare a Tory is to read and get rich
The best way to scare a Tory is to read and get rich
The best way to scare a Tory is to read and get rich
I know nothing
I'm just sitting here looking at pretty colors
I know nothing
I'm just sitting here looking at pretty colors
I know nothing
I'm just sitting here looking at pretty colors
Mother
Fucker
Mother
Fucker
Sexual violence doesn't start and end with rape
It starts in our books and behind our school gates
Men are scared women will laugh in their face
Whereas women are scared it's their lives men will take
Mother
Fucker
Mother
Fucker
Songwriters: Joe Talbot / Adam Devonshire / Mark Bowen / Lee Kiernan / Jon Beavis
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The end of me
03:26
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I'll be honored to be the one to help you pack your bags
When you're ready to cut the ties, ready to leave this guy
who's abusing you and demonizing you
Matter of fact, because he thinks that he is better than you (What?!)
Leave this cr*p man that is gonna leave a trail, a slug with a flat cap, pour the bullsh*t in the drain. Of course he's gonna crawl back and bring with him the rain.
You know he always do that, he can't get it right.
Oh poor baby boy with Mama issue, leaving a lie well enable to admit to he is this guy that keeps pretending to he is trying to do better but he's mirroring his father
He's ILL (uh) and it's going down hill (yeah) I'm glad you've cut the deal (uh) this kind of love isn't real (Nah)
Been burnt to the ground I rise from the ashes
Healing inside/out from dark thoughts and scratches
The reason why I spread my wings and fly is you can't be the end of me (x2)
You need a hug but only if he spoons you, cause you don't want to face him but would let him do you.
Wanted a thug? So he could protect you but he has never fought apart from laying hands on you (hmm)
You've got a broken heart, he's got a broken soul, you need to draw apart and time to heal your broken bones
You have to be detached from things that you cannot control,
You need to press restart finally leave your comfort zone.
Let's stop breaking our backs for someone who doesn't have ours,
stop doing CPR when things are deep down in the ground.
It's time for us Queens to see ourselves rising,
I'm not just here preaching brightness in the horizon.
And look at us now, we're getting on with our lives, we leave that Shhh in the past, we're chill and having a laugh.
I raise a bottle for those women in the world, I know what you've been through and wanna say I'm proud of you.
Been burnt to the ground I rise from the ashes
Healing inside out from dark thoughts and scratches
The reason why I spread my wings and fly is you can't be the end of me (x3)
(Nah)
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