Des trous dans la tête [English translation]

[Verse 1]

Awakening, stress, panic, dry face, arid

Head pain, chest, acidic upwelling

Damn, it's already tomorrow: I have to get active, I'm dressing up

I would drink well two three liters, I drag myself to the bathroom

I got flashes from the day before

All what I remember is having too much drink, I feel like I'm peeing bleach

I spent too many calls to too many pussies, too late

I probably told bad things on too many mailboxes

There was always my iPhone in my pocket, but no more money

Just a condom packaging and receipts

I'm in a room that I don't know, hat am I doing here?

I would so much like to tele-transport myself home, help me! Help me!

[Chorus]

I got holes in the head, holes in the head

Holes in the head, holes in the head

I got flashes of the day, flashes of the day

Flashes of the day, flashes of the day

[Verse 2]

Photo of a little fat girl with Tigger

Next to a post-it on the fridge: "Hello!

I'm in class, little sweetie, I'll be home at noon, make yourself at home. Kisses!

PS: I miss you already! See you! "

Flash: a cracking condom, I panic immediately

I disinfects myself with Jack Daniel on the glans

The thrill of the shame ice my blood

I take a shower and I empty a bottle of Jacques Dessange

Flash: I do half of the bars of Caen

Quarter to twelve, I left, I'm pressed by time

In the stairs I feel a pain in the right leg

Flash: blocked to the nightclub: troubles, flash: I walk in the cold

[Chorus]

I got holes in the head, holes in the head

Holes in the head, holes in the head

I got flashes of the day, flashes of the day

Flashes of the day, flashes of the day

[Verse 3]

Hello? Nobody answers the phone

They are either in police station either in hospital, either they sleep, and I'm paranoid

I probably imagine things

I go to McDonalds, I take two glasses of water for the ride, I'm walking home, I think

7:pm: we were in the bar, normal it's Thursday ...

10:pm: it speaks loudly, they drink running backs ...

Midnight: I can't really control what I say ...

1:am: I meet a buddy, I go to his home ... Amnesia

[Transition]

* Cell phone *

O. - Hello?

G. - Yeah, you tried to call me?

O. - Yeah, What we did last night? I remember anything

G. - Nothing special, we were torn! Have you slept with the girl there?

O. - Yeah! Who is it?

G. - A chick who was with Simon ...

O. - Han!

G. - Besides you should never have smoked on his weed, you know he's charging it to death!

O - Oh yeah, I smoked?

G. - Yeah!

O. - I really had to be drunk...

G. - Besides after we moved to Lazing, and since we were five guys too tired, we got flunked straight away. !

O. - Hehe, what's next?

G. - And then Claude began to insult the bouncer, it became a mess, you wanted to separate them and then you've been hit

O. - Damn!

G. - And then everyone goes home, you called back your princess and you walked to her house

O - Oh shit!

G. - What are you doing?

O. - Now I go home ...

G. - Ok! Because tonight is Bouteille's birthday: we're going out! I'll see you at 7:00?

O. - Ok c'mon, I take a nap and I come!

G. - Ok!

[Chorus]

I got holes in the head, holes in the head

Holes in the head, holes in the head

I got flashes of the day, flashes of the day

Flashes of the day, flashes of the day

I got holes in the head, holes in the head

Holes in the head, holes in the head

I got flashes of the day, flashes of the day

Flashes of the day, flashes of the day

[Outro]

I left fresh as a roach

I came home smoked like a salmon

One last tonight and tomorrow I'm done...

• Artist:Orelsan
• Album:Le Chant Des Sirènes