Unable To Rest

Parfois je me dis que ma vie n'a pas de sens. Je m'accroche futilement à des choses auxquelles je n'ai pas droit. je vis dans l'espérance vaine d'un jour pouvoir les gagner, en sachant très bien que cela m'est interdit et que ça ne sert à rien d'attendre quelque chose qui ne viendra peut-être bien jamais. Je vis englué et j'aime ça. Je pourrais m'en tirer mais je ne veux pas affronter la réalité. Je suis un lâche. I'm a coward, that's it.

"So you say you're ignored

As it is,

Well, give us your sad, sad trip.

You're right, I get it

It all makes sense, you're the perfect person

So right, so wrong

Let's all live in your imaginary life.

Assumed it's whether

We're right or wrong

We're doomed, and there's plenty for all.

How dare you catch me counting?

How dare you call at all?

How dare you call it suffering?

How dare you call at all?

You're right, I get it

It all makes sense, you're the perfect person

So right, so wrong

Let's all live in your imaginary life.

Press on these tannins

They double in time

The touch of life, once failed to mention so far.

Of course the law is fountains

Or face to face remorse

A fast and restless blackmail

Like pent-up fetish force.

You're right, I get it

It all makes sense, you're the perfect person

So right, so wrong

Let's all live in your imaginary life.

Do you want enough?

Do you want it all?

Should you need it at all?

Takes a minute to see

Do you want enough?

Do you want it all?

Should you need it at all?

Do you want it or not?

You're right, I get it

It all makes sense, you're the perfect person

So right, so wrong

Let's all live in your imaginary life.

Life, life, life."

"I Get It", Chevelle

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"Sick!"

"Well Enough Alone", Chevelle

Ears: "Vena Sera" [Album], Chevelle
Brain: Drowning.