WALDEN
Something is wrong
I don't care no more there's always been
Something wrong and wrong and wrong
I don't care at all
First time in the wild, where do I go?
How can I decide when everything is possible?
The wind blows this side, imma follow
I match my body with this nice flow
I wanna cross all the lines to see what's really inside me
I won't die without knowing
Something is wrong
I don't care no more there's always been
Something wrong and wrong and wrong
I don't care at all
Ça tourne pas rond quand on y pense dans ce bas monde
J'essaie de m'élever mais j'suis attiré par cette bête immonde
À quoi bon se poser sans cesse des tas de questions?
La solution c'est p'têtre Walden et son cabanon
Prendre le taureau par les cornes
S'éloigner avec quelques potos de ce décorum
En autarcie, une vie naïve avec des gens bien
Des esprits sains dans un décor sain
Encore c'matin j'voyais la scène putain
On a besoin que de deux mains et de méninges putain
En attendant je vis mes rêves par procuration
J'me fais des films, j'écris des livres entre deux stations
Something is wrong
I don't care no more there's always been
Something wrong and wrong and wrong
I don't care at all
I wanna cross all the lines to see what's really inside me
I won't die without knowing
Something is wrong
Don't care at all
I don't care no more there's always been
Something wrong and wrong and wrong
I don't care at all
First time in the wild, where do I go?
How can I decide when everything is possible?
The wind blows this side, imma follow
I match my body with this nice flow
I wanna cross all the lines to see what's really inside me
I won't die without knowing
Something is wrong
I don't care no more there's always been
Something wrong and wrong and wrong
I don't care at all
Ça tourne pas rond quand on y pense dans ce bas monde
J'essaie de m'élever mais j'suis attiré par cette bête immonde
À quoi bon se poser sans cesse des tas de questions?
La solution c'est p'têtre Walden et son cabanon
Prendre le taureau par les cornes
S'éloigner avec quelques potos de ce décorum
En autarcie, une vie naïve avec des gens bien
Des esprits sains dans un décor sain
Encore c'matin j'voyais la scène putain
On a besoin que de deux mains et de méninges putain
En attendant je vis mes rêves par procuration
J'me fais des films, j'écris des livres entre deux stations
Something is wrong
I don't care no more there's always been
Something wrong and wrong and wrong
I don't care at all
I wanna cross all the lines to see what's really inside me
I won't die without knowing
Something is wrong
Don't care at all
Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Chastaing
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