You're always looking for your family
You kill with a needle
You know beauty and ugliness
What you want, what you like
Paris is too small for you
You'd rather leave on a goose's back
You explore bodies with your tongue
Angels of colorless dope
Is, you don't know where on Earth
Between jet lag and hangover
You remember him sometimes
But do you really know who you are?
But do you really know who you are?
But do you really know who you are?
Your eyes are shredding lasers
You prefer playing the aggressor
You love to f*ck on all fours
You watch yourself on the screen
You freeze your wrinkles in time
You scatter in the air
Thanks to him, thanks to your big brother
All those photos of your life
You look at them in your bed
They never leave you alone
Your image will be your shroud
But do you really know who you are?
But do you really know who you are?
But do you really know who you are?
You've already puked up Asia
The Americas are your friends
When you talk to us about Europe
You say she's a sl*t
You love worshipping those who lie
You reinvent the past
You don't talk about your shame
You don't know your story
You're the child of your homeland
You love dirtying your dynasty
Choosing a path already laid out
Walking far from snowy roads
But do you really know who you are?
But do you really know who you are?
But do you really know who you are?
You visit the sky often
Clouds caught between your teeth
You'd like to set off on the sea
Like Fassbinder's sailors
Always drowned in your opposites
But do you really know who you are?
But do you really know who you are?
But do you really know who you are?