[French]

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we're back on track with a sneak attack he's a full stack developer writing haxxx avoiding tax while he joins the scene like a killer machine his seat is clean his meat is lean craves protein he stuffs his stews full of beans and greens he's tender, slender learning blender takes half an hour just to render he harvests bits with his father's sickle the market's fickle but the wealth will trickle down, around all over town the crown will frown but they're all clowns the script is acted facts redacted when truth was told noone reacted they're all distracted by temptation silly words and no explanations do you dream under the stars? if you fell asleep here could you be mistaken for a tree, seen from afar? now player 2 has joined the board he leads the horde like it's warcraft lore an overlord set to explore he cannot stop wants more and more yet all he does is just complain how everything is late, the trains and buses, bikes, and cars, and planes his massive brain must sleep again so player 3 joins in for free get back on crack or let it be I see, with my eyes electrolytes is what I lack this ecstasy? when player 4 and player 5 join in, they are all sleep deprived like onion layers unheard prayers fold the board and burn the hive and do you dream under the stars? if you fell asleep here would you be mistaken for a tree, seen from afar?

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[Instrumental]

coughing coughing coughing it leads me to my coffin coffin coffin where I'll be nothing nothing nothing decomposing sludge and coffee coffee coffee it's not enough enough enough to keep me living, living, living a monster without grudge like the air that I breathe when I'm trying to sleep and all my nightmares ask me what I'm trying to achieve with a life that is held together by strings there's a lot of questions and I don't know a thing when suddenly my lungs decide that it's their time and so I start to cough and everything goes black and the next thing I know is (coughing)

vámonos ya vámonos de aquí porque es que aquí ya no hay nada ya no hay nada para mí déjanos ya déjanos partir porque a nosotros ya nos toca nos toca decidir ya me dí cuenta me estoy acostumbrando y otra vez más estoy sangrando todos andamos en soledad, buscando pero yo nada más en tí estoy pensando fuente de la loca juventud dormir entre las nubes la muerte, fuerte de salud fuente de extraña inquietud las nubes que nos cubren no dejan pasar la luz ya me dí cuenta me estoy acostumbrando y otra vez más estoy sangrando todos andamos en soledad, buscando pero yo nada más en tí estoy pensando ya me dí cuenta me estoy acostumbrando y otra vez más estoy sangrando todos andamos en soledad, buscando pero yo nada más en tí estoy pensando ya me doy cuenta que el mundo está cambiando y entre murmullos un nuevo viento soplando las fuentes y las nubes todos esperando que pasen las cosas el tiempo y los años

roaming around town evading all the coppers stay out of the pound cause nothing's gonna stop you when cat's got your tail chase it all around never getting back the bone that you found the hog and his loans pigman hoarding papers beef with the cowards in their skyscrapers never gonna stand down never gonna beg never gonna run away with your tail between your legs Fido get your act together bite, and you will feel better snap, attack, and get your bone back follow the tracks and find your crack