Lost - Odezenne

Just lost boys

Just lost girls in the hood

On va mourir demain

Et moi j’veux vivre maintenant

Et tant pis pour sa main et le blé tendus vers le ciel

Des ombres aux couleurs d’elle me collent comme un miel d’enfant

Se lécher les babines quand je ronge mon os saignant

Se casser les dents sur un souvenir d’avant

Et apprendre à aimer la bière, amère

Et la mémoire se perd

Comme un sucre dans un café

Comme un jeune dans un cliché

Just lost boys in the hood

Just lost girls in the hood

Just lost boys

Just lost girls in the hood

On va mourir demain

Et moi j’veux vivre avant

M’asseoir devant

Fleurir ma tombe de vivant

M’en veux pas si j’pars avec le vent

M’en veux pas si j’oublie tant

Bout de sein goût téton

Ton dessin

Fou de toi dans un coin

Coup d’essai dans tes reins

L’ivresse

Mes mains

Tes sons

Dedans

C’est bien

C’est fou, c’est con, ça a foutu le camp

Les faux semblants c’est l’plus troublant

Merde c’est la vie qui m’prend

Alors qu’on va mourir demain

Et que je voulais vivre avant

Just lost boys in the hood

Just lost girls in the hood

Just lost boys

Just lost girls in the hood

Just lost boys

Just lost girls

Just lost boys

Just lost girls in the hood

Just lost boys in the hood

Just lost girls in the hood

Just lost boys

Just lost girls in the hood

Just lost boys

Just lost girls

Just lost boys

Just lost girls in the hood

Just lost boys

Just lost girls in the hood

We're gonna die tomorrow

And I want to live now

And too bad for his hand and the wheat stretched to the sky

Shadows in her colors stick to me like a child's honey

Licking my chops when I gnaw on my bleeding bone

Crack your teeth on a memory from before

And learn to like beer, bitter

And memory fades

Like a sugar in a coffee

Like a youth in a cliche

Just lost boys in the hood

Just lost girls in the hood

Just lost boys

Just lost girls in the hood

We're gonna die tomorrow

And I want to live before

sit in front

Bloom my living grave

Don't blame me if I go with the wind

I don't mind if I forget so much

Nipple Flavor Breast Shield

Your drawing

Crazy about you in a corner

Test shot in your kidneys

Drunkenness

My hands

your sounds

Inside

It's good

It's crazy, it's stupid, it fucked the camp

Pretending is the most disturbing

Shit it's life that takes me

As we die tomorrow

And that I wanted to live before

Just lost boys in the hood

Just lost girls in the hood

Just lost boys

Just lost girls in the hood

Just lost boys

just lost girls

Just lost boys

Just lost girls in the hood

Just lost boys in the hood

Just lost girls in the hood

Just lost boys

Just lost girls in the hood

Just lost boys

just lost girls

Just lost boys

Just lost girls in the hood