Mr/Mme [English translation]
Mr/Mme [English translation]
Good evening Sir, Madame
Today, I will tell you everything
I prefer to speak to you using 'tu'
Because I don't like the 'vous'
I find that it ages you
And me, I want to stay little
A kid for life
No handkerchiefs, no cries
So, let's go! I'll tell you everything
About the drama that I'm living
Every day, in hell
Here is where I am
I want to get away
Escape far away from everything
In this crazy world
And leave, I don't know where to.
This world strangles me, crushes me and burns me
Destroys me, it stops me from living in my bubble
So, I want to get away
Far from everything, just run away
Let me run far away
Leaving this world for exile
If God says that suicide is a sin,
Let him say how to get away, without wronging him
Let him turn me into what the doctors call 'crazy'
And maybe then I will see in the blur
So, God
Help me, love me
Me, I can't do it
In this world that I see
In this world of struggles
Where man is nothing but a bully
Where love is nothing
But quarrels and disputes
I would like to write myself a world
A planet just for me
A planet where
I would feel like myself
A renewal, without chains
Deprived of hatred
A planet where
You would give me wings
A new universe
Where the tears, the sorrows
Would be nothing but a myth
A fucking urban legend
So, let me go
Tell me how to run away
Enough questions asked
Let me go, I want to leave everything
The only thing I like
In your creation of man
Is that we can dream each night, like kids
Whether we're old, young, evil
Kind, or even ugly
We have the right to dream, even with nothing in our pockets
Beggar, I beg the evening
I beg of hope
But the night is stingy
Madame keeps her morphine
Because I didn't pay
Or at least, not enough
Born of parents without fortune
She refuses me the moon
Since, of course, in this world
We can't live without these numbers
That your children transformed into evil monsters
Each month you win some
Each day you lose some
The bill is steep
I'm handing it in, I'm leaving hell
It's true, I may be defeated
I admit it, I shoulder it
Life is eating me up with a gross taste of bitterness
So, listen to me scream
Gush all my guts out
In this song that tells of the life of a pessimistic asshole
I feel fucking alone
No one is holding my hand
No one to share this fucking glory with
I walk alone on this path
Which seems to have no tomorrow
I'm speeding up but no one is waiting for me at the end
So, each night I drink
I get off my head
To forget that deep down
Success makes you lonely
Few friends, not much life
I'm sucked in
Lots of enemies, no more going out
God, I need a guide
Certain idiots will say that
I'm taking the piss, I'm exaggerating
But I don't give a shit about these assholes
I'm young and struggling
In my head, there is a mess
Who turned off the light?
Mama, I no longer see clearly
I need someone to light me up.
Firstly, there's happiness
When you give your heart
The opportunity to feast on the love
That soothes your pain
You forget your sadness
But really, it's only a lure
In this generation of assholes, full of liars
Once the heart is broken
There's no need to call it
Loneliness debarks
It comes to find you quickly
It doesn't wait for you to open up, no!
It enters without knocking
It feasts on your blues at 4 am
So you, who are you?
Deep down, do you know?
Because me, I no longer know who I am, I'm lost
My ambition is big
Hard to satisfy
My happiness has a bitter taste
So, sir, madame
I admit I'm unhappy
Yet I'm living my childhood dreams
But it's stronger than me
Something is still missing
This and that, over there
Always more, I'm like that!
But I hope that one day
I can make love
To someone sincere
Who won't play games with me
I've really had enough
Of giving without receiving
I'm sick of loving, me
Without a soulmate, it's hard
But know anyway
That on stage, thanks to you
I feel like I'm far away from this crazy world
Because I write when I fuck up
I laugh when I dance
I live when I sing
And for all of this, I tell you
Thank you.
- Artist:Loïc Nottet
- Album:Sillygomania