Qu'on cesse de m'affirmer
Que leurs méthodes n'ont jamais changé.
Qu'on cesse de nous enfermer
Pour quelques mots de trop cités.
Ils m'ont eue, mise à nue,
Ils m'ont humiliée,
Moi, mes valeurs,
Ma liberté.
It makes the world go round,
Go down, go mad and blind.
It makes up our time,
It creates daylight in our mind.
It's in our head,
When we're born it stands
In front of us
Whispering to our mother.
Now tell me
How much freedom you still hold ?
How many,
How many rights have been sold ?
And the tyrant say
I got your soul, i got your mind,
Well you can cry,
Run away but you'll still be mine.
I got your soul, i got your mind,
You're all mine.
I got your soul, i got your mind,
Well you can cry,
Run away but you'll still be mine.
I got your soul, i got your mind,
You're all mine.
Oppression and tyranny,
There's too many fake democracies
All governed by some censors
Who send you six feet Under.
If you talk about this freedom,
So precious maybe more than ever,
Wanna know when you'll let my rights grow.
Hey men, how many people will be frightened,
How many youngs just disappeared,
How many friars will be killed? d*** !
What are we waiting for? Tell me,
When can we laugh and scream ? I'm free!
Dancing all over and live my life peacefully.
I got your soul, i got your mind,
Well you can cry,
Run away but you'll still be mine.
I got your soul, i got your mind,
You're all mine.
I got your soul, i got your mind,
Well you can cry,
Run away but you'll still be mine.
I got your soul, i got your mind,
You're all mine.
Que leurs méthodes n'ont jamais changé.
Qu'on cesse de nous enfermer
Pour quelques mots de trop cités.
Ils m'ont eue, mise à nue,
Ils m'ont humiliée,
Moi, mes valeurs,
Ma liberté.
It makes the world go round,
Go down, go mad and blind.
It makes up our time,
It creates daylight in our mind.
It's in our head,
When we're born it stands
In front of us
Whispering to our mother.
Now tell me
How much freedom you still hold ?
How many,
How many rights have been sold ?
And the tyrant say
I got your soul, i got your mind,
Well you can cry,
Run away but you'll still be mine.
I got your soul, i got your mind,
You're all mine.
I got your soul, i got your mind,
Well you can cry,
Run away but you'll still be mine.
I got your soul, i got your mind,
You're all mine.
Oppression and tyranny,
There's too many fake democracies
All governed by some censors
Who send you six feet Under.
If you talk about this freedom,
So precious maybe more than ever,
Wanna know when you'll let my rights grow.
Hey men, how many people will be frightened,
How many youngs just disappeared,
How many friars will be killed? d*** !
What are we waiting for? Tell me,
When can we laugh and scream ? I'm free!
Dancing all over and live my life peacefully.
I got your soul, i got your mind,
Well you can cry,
Run away but you'll still be mine.
I got your soul, i got your mind,
You're all mine.
I got your soul, i got your mind,
Well you can cry,
Run away but you'll still be mine.
I got your soul, i got your mind,
You're all mine.