Star FM-R - Pleymo

J`sens l`plan ce soir un vieux relent d`mon histoire

Le temps passe vite, on passe à l`as, on tourne triste

Si tu t`agites pas, on t`split de la liste

T`es plus dans l`vent, à la limite on veut plus t`voir

Et j`regrette ces années, entamées, sans tanné

Fort mordus d`amitié, corps férus d`infidélité

R evant qu`on s`rait grand

Décidant d`etre président des dissidents

Qui chantent et qui dansent comme les forbans

Faut prendre le temps tant qu`il y en a

Et peu importe le vent tant qu`t`es là et qu`on est là

En paix je file, tous ces maux semblent si futiles

Quittant la file, je vous laisse, je m`exile…

Compte, qu`au final, j`suis seul ici à Paris

Et j`parie qu`la vie que j`mène ya dix ans m`aurait fait gol-ri

Et parfois j`traine, j`suis plus en phase

Et le son m`base au fond les phrases

Ma facon d`vous mettre en extase

Mais j`suis pris au jeu, à toujours faire mieux sans m`poser

Toujours des trucs pour m`peser et stressé

Y a qu`comme ca qu`j`me sens radieux

Mais faudra qu`j`te dise adieu,?

toi qui m`fais cramer

Faut prendre le temps tant qu`il y en a

Et peu importe le vent tant qu`t`es là et qu`on est là

En paix je file, tous ces maux semblent si futiles

Quittant la file, je vous laisse, je m`exile…

Star FM-R…

Tu va t`foutre en l`air

En paix je file, tous ces maux semblent si futiles

Quittant la file, je vous laisse, je m`exile…

I feel the plan tonight an old whiff of my story

Time flies, we go to the ace, we turn sad

If you don't fuss, we'll split you off the list

You're more in the wind, at the limit we don't want to see you anymore

And I regret these years, started, without tanned

Strong lovers of friendship, bodies keen on infidelity

Dreaming that we would be great

Deciding to be president of the dissidents

Who sing and dance like the pirates

Gotta take the time while there's time

And it doesn't matter the wind as long as you're here and we're here

In peace I go, all these evils seem so futile

Leaving the line, I leave you, I go into exile...

Account, that in the end, I'm alone here in Paris

And I bet the life I lead ten years ago would have made me gol-ri

And sometimes I hang out, I'm more in tune

And the sound basically grounds me the sentences

My way of putting you in ecstasy

But I'm caught up in the game, always doing better without asking

Always things to weigh me down and stress me out

That's how I feel radiant

But will I have to say goodbye to you?

you who make me burn

Gotta take the time while there's time

And it doesn't matter the wind as long as you're here and we're here

In peace I go, all these evils seem so futile

Leaving the line, I leave you, I go into exile...

Star FM-R…

You're gonna fuck yourself up

In peace I go, all these evils seem so futile

Leaving the line, I leave you, I go into exile...