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Réalité (1984)
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Francés
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Squatt
Son regard était vide
Ses pensées si morbides
Tuer, crever... mourir après
Il gueulait pour survivre
Enchaîné à l'ennui
Il était seul... il s'en foutait
Et il squattait, et il squattait
L'odeur, l'ennui, la merde infinie
Et je savais, et je savais
Qu'un jour les rats boufferaient sa vie
Squat ! Squat !
Au fond de sa poubelle
Un si joli bunker
Lit défoncé... murs délabrés
Il s'endormait sans rêve
Son âme déjà ailleurs
Il était seul... loin de l'horreur
Et il en chiait, et il en chiait
Toujours l'ennui, cette merde infinie
Et il en chiait, et il en chiait
Toujours cette merde qui noyait sa vie
Squat ! Squat !
L'atmosphère à gerber
Lui embrumait l'esprit
Odeur malsaine... délire obscène
Son regard était vide
Ses pensées parricides
Tuer, crever... mourir après
Et il crevait, et il crevait
Toujours l'ennui, cette merde infinie
Et je savais, et je savais
Qu'un jour les rats boufferaient sa vie
Et il squattait, et il squattait
L'odeur, l'ennui, la merde infinie
Et je savais, et je savais
Qu'un jour les rats boufferaient sa vie
Squat
His gaze was empty
His thoughts were so morbid
Killing, kicking the bucket... then dying
He’d holler to survive
Chained to boredom
He was alone... he didn't give a crap
And he’d squat, and he’d squat
The smell, the boredom, the endless shit
And I knew, and I knew
That one day the rats would eat his life
Squat! Squat!
At the bottom of his trash
Such a lovely bunker
Smashed bed... dilapidated walls
He’d fall asleep without a dream
His soul was already elsewhere
He was alone... far from the horror
And he’d suffer, and he’d suffer
Always boredom, this endless shit
And he’d suffer, and he’d suffer
Always this shit that drowned his life
Squat! Squat!
The sickening atmosphere
Would cloud his mind
Nasty smell... obscene ravings
His gaze was empty
His thoughts were patricidal
Killing, kicking the bucket... then dying
And he was dying, and he was dying
Always boredom, this endless shit
And I knew, and I knew
That one day the rats would eat his life
And he’d squat, and he’d squat
The smell, the boredom, the endless shit
And I knew, and I knew
That one day the rats would eat his life

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