Amnésie [English translation]

Death is her near Future

The Angels from the hell are

escorting her

The hashtag #life might be holding on herself from her neck hanging from a rope

Too young to understand the impact of words

I don't give a fuck what she wants as long as I have what I need

It's been 13 years, my first relationship

Since my heart had closed the doors

As bizarre as that sounds

After sex, I wanted that she disappears

She wanted that we love us but I didn't

I am last one who would do the first step

Many years passed and the task became more harder

I didn't find her attractive and I wanted that she knows that

In malice, I felt so good

I had no idea about her life

Dried tears on her poetry

That she had wrote for me on the search for clitoral pleasure

Fake-asshole, I was like "go

L'OM (olympique Marseille)"

Sung by a Paris supporter

I couldn't believe the day of her suicide,

In the last night she wanted, that I'm hug her

But I'm not gifted, once we remove us from the sheets.

I'm more into "suck me and concentrate"

The last message that she spoke to me on the answering machine "Hi Damso, I'm going beat my time to death"

I didn't answer, I wanted to make no mistakes

It pains my eggs, what I was afraid

It was the last time when I heard how she cried

She was dead, and yet I said: "See you later"

Since I smoke to forget her

I smoke to forget that I had killed her (4 x)

Today i'm 23 years old now, it's been 10 years

I pray that the amnesia is attacking me

I take full responsibility for my actions

Maybe her future will forgives me

On the day of the funeral, I didn't give a damm, i don't felt like that i was responsible for that

At the same time I wasn't there to see her remains

I was rapping while the teacher gave lessons

Bad dressed young offenders

Handcuffs full-time, injured hands

"Nigga from a field, go shitting in a toilette " has

said the cashier before payment

Damm pissed, I've defaced his chin

I did what he (not the cashier :D) want me doing, for cash

First robbery without haste

This son of a bitch, without a species

I removed myself from soft drugs

Whisky in the juice

I forget this life, I've left

Her flat ass which I mocked

Matt ampoule

In spring my teint got dirty

I remember this life, of which I myself removed

Her 86B I've sampled

I care too much how others see things

I'm not one of them

As farmers far away from the beautiful building

Horrible remorse, dark punishment

It was the last time that I felt her pulse

She was dead, and yet I said to her, "I love you

Since I smoke to forget her

I smoke to forget that I had killed her (4 x)