I grew up, I understood that we had lied to me,
The flame that I carry, can become a fire
Child of Adam and Eve
Facing the mirorr of dreams
Closed eyes get up
We want life in a dream
Under coats of make up hides the unhappiness
In the kingdom of dressing and appearence
We hide some ephemeral happiness under face powder
We wrap up some roc hearts under satin
Faces mock, body pretend
Concerned by what we show, what are we really?
The perfection of appearence, it is what they extoll us
Should hide our defiency under some silicon
We make us believe that life is only the survey of the body
We orient our wants, we live for the decor
Its the end of charmant defaults, of natural beautys,
How to love ourselves sincerly when we are artificial?
We want to make us forget that one day or another we'll all die
Young with tattoes dreams of the old age with soft skin
Virtual reality, synthetic happiness
Pathetic society who finds lie aesthetic.
I grew up, I understood that we had lied to me,
The flame that I carry, can become a fire
Child of Adam and Eve
Facing the mirorr of dreams
Closed eyes det up
We want life in a dream
We want to accomplish ourselves, we tell us we need to possess
We tell us to dominate, so how help ourselves together?
We kill our humanity in this selfish society
Where even the generosity is decided at the fiscalist
Balenciaga, Gucci, Dior, Louis Vuit'
Our pretended needs are finally just wants
We affirm our existence but our we really living?
We have so much addictions are we really free?
Comfort, luxeury,
Not time to be happy, we want more
We like to say that money comtribute to the happiness,
but the misfortune is to make from it a tenet
Be or have? Exist or beeing seen?
Appearences are generous, but hearts are avaricious
Question is no more be or not to be
In this world, it is appear or disapear
I grew up, I understood that we had lied to me,
The flame that I carry, can become a fire
Child of Adam and Eve
Facing the mirorr of dreams
Closed eyes det up
We want life in a dream
As long as we like each other
Not important if hearts are silent
Disguise our distresses
We are trapped
We want life in a dream
Life in a dream X4