2017.09.16.
Your Freedom
When you walked too muchAnd reached the seashore,
When the train doesn't go on anymore,
You have no choice but dreaming.
I noticed that you look at me
It's an invite, listen to me
I'm a show-off
And I need a cigarette.
I got a name, what's yours?
We can swim now
There's no world in the water here
We're both dreaming
I'd like to hold you real close
But I'll cheer myself up with a cigarette, fuck!
On the sand, we play a game of massages
To break the ice
First, you hold me, then you let me go
I really can't do it anymore.
A flat downtown
And a man is waiting for you there
Yeah sure, I get it
And I light up another cigarette.
How much does it cost, how much does it cost
How much does this marvel of yours cost?
How much do your dreams cost,
Sealed up on a sailboat?
What's the price to pay
For your natural seriousness?
How much does it cost, how much does it cost
How much does your freedom cost?
Sometimes the routine is a bit boring
But at least it's safe.
You look at the world from the balcony
And the breeze caresses you.
Yes, there's only one life
Not always blissful
I get it but I wait for you
And I light up another cigarette.
He calls you and has suspects
But doesn't want to tell you
He fills your silence with 'I love you's'
To not interfere.
And yes, there's only one life
I'll never be perfect
I get it, I'm waiting for you
And I light up another cigarette.
How much does it cost, how much does it cost
How much does a quick pleasure cost?
How much does it cost, how much does it cost
How much does a way out of here cost?
Come on, let's gamble in one shot all your dignity
Tell how much does it cost,
How much does your freedom cost?
You can come whenever you want
Without even calling
I get it, I'm waiting for you
To make love.
You're perfect
Finally, I hold you close without any rush
And for once,
My cigarette can wait.
When you come back home, he questions you
But you can't lie
'You're a slut, a whore
And there's nothing to understand
I trusted you
Damn slut, slut, slut'.
And I wait for you to come back,
And I light up another cigarette.
How much does it cost, how much does it cost
How much does this smile of yours cost?
How much does it cost? I'd sell everything
And buy this paradise
What's the price they assigned to this long-awaited sainthood?
How much does it cost, how much does it cost
How much does your freedom cost?
If you choose, that dude's gonna kill me
But I already knew it anyway
Because, at bottom, he loves you
And I was fooling around
And he begs you to stay
And you already feel forced.
You go back to the balcony,
You look at the world,
And light up your cigarette.
«Man is nothing but a reed, the weakest thing in nature, but he is a thinking reed» B. Pascal