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This life without breaks
That someone offers me
This gloomy life
Which means nothing
If I sleep badly it's because I get up so that 'I'm being watered
Like a form that we want to produce
I refuse to be a pawn in a game of caves
To serve as flesh for this mirage
It' is the other door that must be opened
Set fire to the empire
Make a cross on this martyr
Make a cross on this martyr
What bullshit explanations
Of the reasons that are imposed on me
I believe that I have my dose of consumption
Of this common goal which attracts me and sometimes repulses me
It's impossible to grow up in this system
Without stepping on others
Without stepping on others
To soon die of boredom
Before dying of boredom
Please sleep poorly tonight
Make a cross on this martyr