.L'encre coule, le sang se rpand
La feuille buvard
Absorbe l'motion, sac d'image dans ma mmoire
Je parle de ce que mes proches vivent et de ce que je vois
Des mecs couls par le dsespoir qui partent la drive
Des mecs qui pour 20. 000 de shit se dchirent
Je parle du quotidien, .
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