Every day is for me, like when we get off a train And we wish there was someone Just a little tender heart, which would be L mattendre But on the platform, there's no crowd, just two acquaintances The risp, death, bad luck I acted like I didn't see them But they're the ones who stick me up my ass Will he one day in my night of love Will I get rid of me one morning with anything but grief? I miss you, I know how much I never could count that far I met too many black cats and it was raining anvils Always in the cte and never the wind in the back So I go on, I go on stage, JY spits out my pain And I go on with my life I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry Excuse me for everything, excuse me for fear