Sympathique

My room is like a cage,
The sun spends his arm out the window.
Hunters at my door
Like toy soldiers
Who want to take me.

I do not want to work,
I do not want to lunch,
I just want to forget it and then I smoke ...

Already I knew the scent of love
One million roses n'embaumerait not the same.
Now a single flower
In my entourages
Makes me sick.

I do not want to work,
I do not want to lunch,
I just want to forget it and then I smoke ...

I am not proud of that,
This life who wants to kill me.
It is wonderful to be sympathetic,
But I do not know.

I do not want to work,
I do not want to lunch,
I just want to forget it and then I smoke ...

i would like to dedicate this song to N. hope to see u soon!