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• Artiste: Nice Cliques
• Titre: Disco
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I'm higher than the sun I'm climbing on the sky I never meant to shine, I wasn't born to rise But since i've got the chance, I'll drive my feelings out, out, out And I shall leave the trace that you would learn about Everyone would say that they're so sorry It's just a question of national glory, hon, hon, hon, hon, Mothers and fathers and all their friends, They were coming up and shaking hands for fun, fun, fun, fun Now anything you turn you gaze upon either says goodbye, or laughs Or turns to stone, stone, stone, stone And when they carve a name on your back, it's not out of hatred, It's out of neglect, boy, boy, boy I'm higher than the sun, I'm burning in its light, I never ever tried, I'm not the chosen one But since i've got the chance, I'll drive my feelings out, out, out And I shall leave the trace that you would learn about, Everyone would say that they're so sorry It's just a question of national glory, hon, hon, hon, hon, Mothers and fathers and all their friends, They were coming up and shaking hands for fun, fun, fun, fun Now anything you turn you gaze upon either says goodbye, or laughs Or turns to stone, stone, stone, stone And when they carve a name on your back, it's not out of hatred, It's out of neglect, boy, boy, boy. Everyone would say that they're so sorry, It just a question of national glory. And when they carve a name on your back, Out of neglect, boy, boy, boy.