[Intro : Redouanne Harjane]
"I listen to your tape over and over again
In loop, in loop, in loop, in loop
In loop, in loop, in loop, in loop
In loop, in loop, in loop, in loop
In loop, in loop, in loop, in loop..."
[Verse 1: Gringe]
Intimate gel, fine parts
It's the return of the sex machine
Winter is coming in your lil girlfriend
She thinks I'm cheating on her, I'm benchmarking
Yeah, the team, what does it say? Nothing!
Because, in the team, no one talks for nothing
We come from a remote corner where nothing happens
Those extinct city centres where you never see anything coming
I remember when I was stranded in a freshly dirty place
Like what was in my search bar
Yeah, it was broke with girls, I was hurting my feelings
I don't count the failures I had anymore, now I don't count my Carven jackets anymore
Crossing the desert, condemned to Lent
I shot in money time, James Harden swish
Not the type to play the new rich man
But my halo could use a little Polish
Tired, I'm so tired
That, when I start doing nothing, I'm lazy to stop
I only hibernate 24 hours a day, all year round, no holidays
You want to know how I take my coffee? Lying down
And, on my gold record
That I get taken away what I deserve if I ever turn around
I'm not one of the elite, even if our film is released
I rent rooms at the hotel or I spend my nights outside
My heart is in a million pieces so I'm blowing my body up
No, I'm not waiting for the party anymore to get drunk and dead
Red eyes as if I was inhaling chlorine basins
And not a day goes by that I don't curse the spell
The industry uses its charm
I don't calculate it, I didn't give my click
Where are the lost souls who are with me?
My fellow travellers, all my fellow runaways?
Even if the times condemn us
No, we won't let anyone tell us what to do
I'm going to get through this, it's hard, so I'm putting my whole soul into it
Yeah, she's the one who guides me if it gets complicated
Magic potion, I fell into it by accident
I wanted to do it clean, but white is dirty
Invisible Stars, Number 7, my talisman
The Casseurs Flowters wish you a good recovery
Douchebag
[Chorus: Gringe & Orelsan]
Cigarette after cigarette, in a loop
I only have one hat, on a loop
On the sofa, in a loop
Always with the same friends, on a loop
The same track, in a loop
We do the same shitty jokes over and over again
On the same route, in a loop
And I think I'm going to change, over and over again
[Beginning of verse 2: Orelsan]
I turn like a lion in a cage....
"No, wait, wait, put it back..."
[End of chorus: Orelsan]
... And I think I'm going to change, over and over again
[Verse 2: Orelsan]
I turn like a hamster in a wheel
As my mother would say: I'm topless underneath
The years of doing nothing have driven me crazy
I'm like Bernie's father: I fuck everything
If I'm not in my bed, I'm in a bar
If I'm not sobering up, I'm drinking
I came to blind them, I put myself in the spotlight
I'm one of the best rappers in history, period
I gotta get out of here
I'm between a nervous breakdown and a liver breakdown
Between two weight gains, between two voice gains
Between two girls of joy, saying to me, "I should aim better than that"
I need some rest
I write real stuff, but I sing it a little wrong
I swore I'd never change, even for many zeros
I swore I'd never change, but I have a lot of flaws
More flaws than a fake Jordan
Besides, everyone wears Jordan's
I never want to wear Jordan again
I just want to be Michael Jordan
I'm on a loop, I'm in the red
I'm in doubt, I'm in the abyss
I'm lost on the way, I'm where the wind blows
I'm hitchhiking, but I'm too lazy to lift my thumb
I'm on all the pirate radios
Now it's singing, for two months now, it's been talking about copyright
Even fans talk in terms of sales, numbers, ratings
Is this your new single or your coming-out?
I'm in Rocky 4, when he changes gears
In his car and he sees his life go by, that's how I feel now
I've been doing this shit since I was 15
I've been an adult since we created the Casseurs
When our signature had no value
When we were still playing as amateurs
When you thought all the sounds in my walkman were weird
When I didn't dare say in high school that I wanted to be a rapper
Because, the only thing they were listening to was Ben Harper
When we would get up very late
When I did the same thing every day like I had Alzheimer's.
[Chorus: Gringe & Orelsan]
Cigarette after cigarette, in a loop
I only have one hat, on a loop
On the sofa, in a loop
Always with the same friends, on a loop
The same track, in a loop
We do the same shitty jokes over and over again
On the same route, in a loop
And I think I'm going to change, over and over again
[Outro: Redouanne Harjane]
In loop, in loop, in loop, in loop
In loop, in loop, in loop, in loop
In loop, in loop, in loop, in loop
In loop, in loop, in loop, in loop...
I masturbated to your songs, brothers!"