Notes pour trop tard [English translation]

Ok, I was your age more or less your age ago

The way to maturity is slippery in the corners

To become a man: there's no trainning, no second chance

Now, you're in the big bath, guess how to swim

You'll always keep a kind of madness, a will to get away

To beat up the guys who play the guitar on the beach

Like everytime you move in, it's a world that's collapsing

Look, the story is written by drawing a line under it

Look

I took some notes

If you feel like nobody understand you, it's because nobody understand you

It's easier to live with when you're aware of it

How could you blame them? You don't even understand yourself

Frequently alone with your problems, frequently, you are the problem

Most of the adults' advice are shitty clichés

Because they didn't understand the game but they follow the rules

So don't always listen to your parents, fake it

They are not all-knowing, you're their first child

You will loose so much time arguing

There are some fights that you can't win, especially when you don't pay the rent

Be realistic, there are few reasons to stir up the shit

In your own house, even when you're right

If there's something that you don't need to doubt

Is that you're smarter than before but you're still very dumb

You're too sensitive, you understand everything like an assault

Ask a mad man if he's mad and you'll see what he'll say

Another thing you need to know: you won't fuck, tonight

Once you'll get that, that will be a weight off

Because you're way too hungry and they will see that

Because you're way too shy, you'll drink way too much

Learn to shut up, you'll look mysterious

Learn to sell yourself better, you'll get laid in a month or two

It's always the same kind of girl that you fall in love with

You know, the kind of girl that makes you unhappy

So don't act like a crybaby the day she breaks your heart

Right on time, you'll save some tears

And then, you'll be scared to invest, you'll think it's better elsewhere

That for you, you'll miss the best of what you already have

Basically, you sleep with your girl thinking about another

You didn't enjoy

You'll think about her when you sleep with another one once she left you

Ok

You'll never prevent people from talking

And, because you're a freak, people may probably wanna hit you

You can do push-ups, you can learn how to fight

But even when stronger, it always hurt to get punched

Your brain and your ego work backwards

The more you wanna prove something, the more it turns to be the opposite

When you say you're not scared, then you're scared

When you say you're not hurt, then you start feeling pain

Know your height, don't go outclassing yourself

You'll see, sometimes, you'll loose against people you found crappy as fuck

Of course, life is unfair

If you don't like laws, don't be a fucking judge

Don't trust the insults, there's no breed to be a bastard

To be a son of a bitch, there's no need to have a mom on the sidewalk

There's no sexuality for being a dickhead

The more you react, the more you look as if you were targeted, let it go

The best jokes are the nastiest or the stupidest ones

But the worst human beings are cruel losers

Don't blame the weak, keep the punchlines at the back of your mind

It will fit in a text, in a movie or in a sketch

School is a calvary, there's nothing much to do

To stop, is going to fast in another pain

Throw you backpack in the air, you'll have the weight of society on your shoulders

A boss, your father and your mother

Three quarters on to lessons are useless

But pornstars be my witness: not to give a fuck only postpone the end

You say that we will see, you're being a smartass but you're fragile

Like the screening, you regret during the exam

School is a filter that makes everything look annoying

Just like in black and white movies: the most difficult, is to get in

The harder is when you apprehend, just like your first time

I always do sexual metaphors because you're obsessed with that

Say to yourself that latinas are the hottest in the world

Listen to the Spanish lessons, and think in Chemistry class that you could make drug

Stop learning by heart things you didn't understand

And, in Philosophy class, you weren't supposed to tell your life

By the way, no one force you to smoke weed

In fact, it works better on the hyperactive persons

Being stoned, is not even the part that you like the most

When you're stoned, all you do, is acting as if you were clean

The part you like the most, is escaping with your squad in Jardiland*

Stole some bamboo and make a bong

You just need a passion

So listen to the career advisers and do the opposite of what they will say

Basically, everything on what people say: "You're wasting your time"

You have to get totally into that and hold on to it for a long time

If you wanna make movies, you just need something to film with

Saying: "I don't have means or no contacts", is a victim answer

You'll be told to be the first, not to be happy

First, is for those who need a rate, who don't trust themselves

You're at the time of your life where you can be whatever you want

At the same time where it's the hardest to know what you want

Except hanging out with your squad

Above all not to miss the last rumor, the last funny thing

Honestly, you won't miss a lot of things if you were gone for four years

Whatever, it's important, fuck up until time is up

For not waking up one day at fourty years old

Like: "Fuck, I'm gonna die and I never enjoyed

My family prevent me from living, I'm gonna have to leave them

To snort in night clubs, find some teens to vampirise"

I see a lot of them, so, little terrorist, go blow everything up

Go in parties even if, I confess, you'll be refused

You'll come home the week later or the year after

Anyway, you wouldn't have fucked, tonight, if I have to remind you

If you go home, take a picture of the locker room's ticket

Realize that you don't know how to drink, you're dead too soon

When it becomes a pride when you take big doses

It's because you care about nothing much

Stop freaking out, if you want, go dancing

The only rule on the dancefloor, is: don't do stuff that you never tried before

If you're the first to get asleep in a party

To check up yourself in the miror, is basic when you just woke up

Just in case

You'll avoid spending family dinners with a dick drawn on your cheek

Those family dinners where you get bored, where we talk loudly

To say very trivial stuff, yet, we talk and it's not that bad

Truth is complicated, clichés are stable

I'm sorry if there's no expert at your table

You get stucked on the others' flaws, and it's your worst flaw

Life, is made of cycles, that's why I always end up on saying the same words

Don't be paranoid about who are your real friends

There's only one way to know: let the time do the selection

I've never regretted to ask for advice or to call someone

Usually, you think they are weird, it's just that there's a bad signal

The same story has many versions

The best way to get out of a trouble, is to ask questions

Stop spending your life running away, anguished about the future

Because there's nothing to do to be prepared for the worst

Just like attacks, bad news strike when you don't expect

Close people in a rush will leave before you

You will see happy people catching a call

Their faces are breaking down and nothing will ever be the same

There's nothing to do, except being here

Heal the wounds, change the plasters, the only remedy, is Time.