Mes nerfs cèdent
J'ai mal au bide pour la première fois d'entendre des trucs puants tout autour de moi
Ces propos obscènes toujours m'obsèdent, j'attends juste le jour où mes nerfs cèdent
Y a plus de place pour les oppressions
On ira se battre sans sommations
On reste fiers face à leurs menaces, on est nous-même que bien leur fasse
Ces propos obscènes toujours m'obsèdent, j'attends juste le jour où mes nerfs cèdent
Y a plus de place pour les oppressions
On ira se battre sans sommations
On reste fiers face à leurs menaces, on est nous-même que bien leur fasse
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Writer(s): Emilien Zwiller
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