[Intro - Eric Cantona]

"J'ai l'impression que les gens n'ont pas envie de se battre [...]

Refuser tout ce qu'il se passe [...]

Vraiment, devenir combattant

Et au contraire, se laissent aller a la facilité

J'ai gardé ces yeux ouverts sur le monde

†out le temps, depuis toujours [...]

Il faudrait se faire entendre un petit peu, une bonne fois pour toutes."

[Verse 1 - Calvin Davey]

You change versions

When we ask you the same questions

If the pain ain't hurting

Means the brain ain't working

Or you this, or you that

If you rich, you bring them racks

And if you pissed, then you bring them rats

They say a women a women

A bitch a bitch

This bad girl went good but I already saw her tits so

How to call her ass : alcohol

And you start feeling it, so filling your glass on and on

But that's not the way I see things

Not the reasons I believe in

We go stupid, think we genius

If I'm screaming means I mean it

Two different sides

Which one you gonna choose

Are you gonna switch and lie

To hide you where with losers?

I hope not

I hope a lot

But if the doors are closed I explode 'em I don't knock

I was like *skuuuurt*

But fuck I took the wrong turn

I try to heal people but got hurt in the long term

[Bridge - Eric Cantona]

Le danger serait de s'habituer

Pire encore, serait de ne pas voir

Il faudrait réveiller un peu nos vieux demons

[Verse 2 - Calvin Davey]

If I said I'm done

Then I'll probably come back

But I dont black out on the fact friends try to stab me in the back

Like "Die slow homie"

Shorty wanna be a thug

Want my soul for money

Where is the love?

Try to replace my conscience with nonsense and take profit out of me

Stop it, how can you claim peace with rockets? Fucked up our stockings: used our needs

And as the clock ticks, consequences change

Wrong events happen, you didn't want to but dropped it

You fly and ready to blow

They say "hi" you say "hello"

You pray to stay high , but will get hell low

I guess some official arts are artificial

You go hard like a shark they're still gonna fish you

Even in the desert

Only feed you desert if you deserve it

It's when you lose yo leg they recognize the working

That's usually where they believe you, or they leave you

It only makes it clear when you got shot and they see through