Every day is for me, like when we get off a train
And we wish there was someone
Just a little tender heart, which would be L mattendre
But on the platform, there's no crowd, just two acquaintances

The risp, death, bad luck
I acted like I didn't see them
But they're the ones who stick me up my ass
Will he one day in my night of love
Will I get rid of me one morning with anything but grief?

I miss you, I know how much
I never could count that far
I met too many black cats and it was raining anvils
Always in the cte and never the wind in the back
So I go on, I go on stage, JY spits out my pain
And I go on with my life
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
Excuse me for everything, excuse me for fear