Mr/Mme [English translation]

Good evening, mister, madam

Today, I say all to you

I prefer speaking to you with 'you'

Because I dislike the 'You'

I find that makes you older

And me, I want to remain young

A boy for life

Without hankerchieves, nor shouts

So go ahead, I say all to you

On the drama I live

Every day, in hell

That's where I live

I'd want to leave

Escape far from all

Of that crazy world

And go I don't know where

This world strangle me, crush me and burn me

Destry me, it prevents me from living in my bubble

So, I would leave

Far from all, just escape

Let me run far away

Letting this world to ban

If God says that the suicide is a sin then

He has to say how I leave, without harming him

He has to change me into that doctors call it "mad"

And so maybe I will see in the blur

So, dear Mister T

Help me, love me

Me, I can't do it

In this world that I see

In this world on fights

Where the Man is just a brute

Where Love is nothing anymore

Only quarrels and altercations

I'd write to me a world

A planet only for me

A planet on which

I feel myself

A start over, without chains

With no hate

A planet on which

You'll give me wings

A new universe

Where the tears, the pains

Would be just a myth

Only one fucking urban legend

So, let me leave

Say to me how escape

Enough asked questions

Let me, I want to leave all

The only thing I love

In your creation : man

That's he can dream every night, like kids

Whatever we're old, young, bad

Nice, or also ugly

We've the right of dreaming, without even anything in the pockets

Beggar, I implore the night

I beg for hope

But the night is stingy

Madam, keep her morphia

Because I didn't pay

Or perhaps, not enough

Born from shabby parents

She refuses me the moon

Since of course, in this world

We can't live with these numbers

That your children have changed into naughty monsters

Every month you earn them

Every day you lose them

The bill is hard

I give the bill back, I leave hell

That's right, I confess I may be defeated

I confess, I assume

The life is eating me with a bad bitter taste

Then, listen to me shouting

Vomit all my guts

In this sound that tell the live in a pessimistic way

I'm feeling alone, fuck !

Nobody holds my hand

No one to share this glory with, fuck

I'm walking alone on a way

Which seems to be without tomorrow

I go faster but nobody waits for me a the end

So, every night I drink

I'm getting drunk

In order to forget,that finally

The success gets you alone

Few friends, few life

I'm vacuum-closed

Many ennemies, no more going out

God, I need a guide

Some buffoons will say

That I abuse, I'm going too far

But fuck those assholes

Cause I'm young and I'm struggling

In my head it's a mess

Who has switched the light off ?

Mummy, I don't see clear anymore

I need some light

First it's happiness

When you give to your heart

To eat one love

That soothes your pains

You forget your misfortune

But, finally, it's just a bait

In this idiotics' generation, full of liars

One time the heart broken

No need to call it

Loneliness arrives

It comes fast to find you

It doesn't wait for you to open, no !

It comes in without knocking

Your blues' strikes are for it a snack to eat

So you, who are you ?

Finally, do you know ?

Cause me I don't know who I am anymore, I'm lost

My ambition is large

Hard to satisfy

My happiness taste like a bitter flavor

So, mister, madam

I confess, I'm unhappy

And however I live my brat's dream

But that's stronger than me

It misses me again that

That and that over there

Always more, I'm like that !

So, I hope one day

I could make love

With a sincere person

Who will not play tricks on me

I'm really fed up

With giving with no return

I'm fed up with loving, me

With no soulmate, that's hard

But know all the same,

That on scene, grace to You

I think that I'm far from this crazy world

Cause I write when I'm making a mistake

And I laugh when I'm dancing

And I live when I'm singing

And for all of that, I say to you :

Thank you

• Artist:Loïc Nottet
• Album:Sillygomania