LYRICS GAME

Nostalgia makes them imagine

The greatness of a bygone France

They'd fantasized

Misunderstanding seizes

Those who see their faith belittled

When they didn't ask for anything

Fear convinces them

That foreigners will come

Into their living rooms to replace them

Despair

Makes them take risks

To survive where we've packed them all

Paranoia makes them believe

We can't go out on the street

Without being in danger

Panic pushes them

To yell the planet's dying

And nobody gives a f*ck

Distrust fires them up

To say we can't eat anything anymore

That we don't even have the right to think

Hate tips them over

Into extremes

Light the fire, set it all ablaze

Smell of gasoline

Smell of gasoline

The die is cast

All our leaders failed

They'll be destroyed by the beast

They created

Trust is dead

Along with respect

What rules us

Fear and anxiety

We self-destruct

We look for an enemy

Some say it's f*cked

Others are in denial

Billionaires hand down to their dumb kids

History belongs to those who wrote it

Nobody listens anymore

Everybody speaks

Nobody changes their mind

Only sterile debates

Everybody gets hyped

Because everybody gets hyped

Only cut-and-dry opinions

Nothing's ever precise

No time to think

Tyranny of numbers

Twelve-year-old kids

Whose tweets get quoted by the media

Smarts sell less than controversy

Battle royale

It's every tiny squad for itself

Fascist a*shole

Hysterical b*tch

Everything's reactionary

Everything's systemic

As soon as some a*shole

Does something wrong

Somewhere the whole world

Gets touchy

The culprits are former victims

The evil loop never ends

Everything spirals, everything's cyclic

No solutions, just critiques

Everybody's sensitive

Everything's sensitive

Everybody's on the defensive

Sensitive topic, sensitive person

Sensitive, sensitive

Sensitive, everything's sensitive

Everybody's on the defensive

Sensitive topic, sensitive person

Sensitive, sensitive, sensitive

Everybody f*cks everybody

I wanna do the little train

Every other conversation

Is somebody complaining

While the rest of the world

Suffers so we live well

Parents booze

Kids take the hit

Car wrecks, domestic violence

Alcohol's always at the root of evil

Nothing fills hospitals and courts more

We won't own up to being alcoholic

It's uncool to speak ill of it

We take morons, hand them guns

Call it justice, get shocked at the tragedies

Trapped in an infernal vortex

We treat evil with evil

And the media feast on it

Only miscellaneous news

Hen, fox, viper

You're either for or against

Everything's binary

Buzz leeches flirt with extremes

Since morons turned into experts

Surrounded by morons, the Mongol Empire

We act like morons to please the morons

We'll fall like the Mongols

Like the Egyptians, like the Romans

Like the Mayans, like the Greeks

We gotta reboot, we gotta reset

We believe nothing, everything's deepfake

Facing the unknown, we reject it

Mix of fear, hate and sadness

Our contradictions, our dilemmas

Corrupt, I was born in the system

Nobody moves in the same direction

Everything's inert

We see only one kind of wealth

Taking people's money is stealing

Except when it's business

Gen Z 'cause it's the last one

It's obvious

That we never knew war

All the old folks vote

They'll choose our future

Granny votes Marine, she's got three years to live

Fascist YouTubers, pseudo-subversives

That's what we get when we censor artists

Nothing ever moves, plenty radicalize

A lack of role models

And I get lost in nostalgia for a time

When others were already

Nostalgic for a time

When others were already nostalgic

For a time

When others were already nostalgic

For a time when

F*ck, the sheep just want

A charismatic leader

No empathy, everything's hierarchical

School only teaches you individualism

They teach you how to make money

Not friends

If the President gets half the votes

That means two thirds of France

Didn't want him

No need to know what the Senate is

To see that rich old folks make the laws

Nobody likes the rich

Till they become them

Then they stash their money

Or freak out about losing it

So many sh*tty jobs

Pretend to do it

How many jobs only serve

To satisfy our bosses

Fed on judgments, fed on clichés

While we can't even feed ourselves

We wreck ourselves

We can't manage our emotions

So we hide them

Can't manage our relationships

So we waste them

Won't own what we are

So we're cowards

We never forgive ourselves in a world

Where nothing fades

We spit on each other

We can't live together

We fight to be up front

On a plane heading straight for the

Crash