I am more impressed by the stars than by the planes
Their sarcastic words about my faith weight like a bit of grit
One unique love among a million of hatred

No matter what the veins which comes out is bright red

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I have a lump in my throat, it is molten rage
My eyes full of illusions, their eyes full of allusions

There is only one step from the I to the A It doesn't move an inch
Their love has cancer; hatred has the authority of a Marine's General


And we get used to it, just like a pasta dish
What's the point of the studies ? They don't want you
Under glass ceilings, we walk on all fours

Upset by haughty looks and clammy handshakes you never get the last word

You become paranoid and inevitably you have a sitting duck speech

Then You start being angry
Yesterday in my neighborhood, some brothers spent the night drinking beers
The future is locked by funerals logical

Dark and stinky places transformed in sanctuaries

Because if you only know %#@!ty things, %#@!ty things will be your pride

You will wear it and placard it on your clothes
They are like computers, deprived of their processors
The brothers are heartfelt, but they don't have the software


Like a desire to start a fire because our children are going to live what we are living
We can get used to this idea

To see those teenagers hanging at the Champs-Elysées
Saturday sleepless night


Attracted by neons, they walk like a gang in front of unmarked happiness brand names
The cops want to get rid off rats, the hearts are demagnetized and want to monetized it all


Not the avenue but the castle that's what the goal should be
The revolution won't be televised, one day the elite Will be scandalized
Aba!@&(t is powerful, it can galvanized millions of kids have their dreams stolen


Like Public Enemy's logo, i'm always the target
It's not my fault, i'm like Alyzee

My skin is caramelized, i'm so trapped
Always wanna scream ! My country can't stop sorting