People are scratching under the surface
they will trhow you to a crashing car
Never wonder
Before you run
It's a rat
It's a trap
Coming to conclusions
under the same light
Jumping on to murder
if it's by your side
The head is hunting
for the next move
all you're wanting
you don't have a clue
Don't come easy
It doesn't seem true
You've all forgotten
the things that made you you
You are forgeting the real you.
Très bien
C'est comme ça
