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[ Intro ]
Mehsah doing the beat (Mehsah doing the beat, Mehsah doing the beat)

[Verse 1]
We’re frolicking with my torch like bats in the night
Cigarettes’ breath with a bit of vodka rotten apples
I’m going to lay down some signs just to have some fun
‘Cause I left my brain at home, I ain’t got a memory tonight
I saw that girl but that night I didn’t want to
I saw her a night I drank where I didn’t want to
She is going to tell me her misfortunes, all her stories
Sorry I’m taken tonight, with myself having the blues
The frost is drying up my lips and still got no chopstick
But I’m warming up really quick when all my words arе on the beat
When I’m sad, еvery hour is an hour for an aperitif
I’m turning on myself and only complaining s/o Calimero
At this hour, you’ll meet nobody except some sucky guy
And I’m still hoping to pass Camila Cabello
On my left I am seeing a guy asking me for a euro
But since I don’t have a euro, I think I’m going to buy a gasper (a Marlboro)

[Chorus]
I’m going back home, drunk in the night, I forgot where I live
My light is as empty as my pockets and then my head
I drank until late in the night, started at the end of the afternoon
What I planned for tomorrow, I’ll do it later in the week
I’m a lost guy of the worst species ( species )
Losing some neurons, I’m under stress relief meds
Far from proud, I’m getting really blasted
Everyday losing some neurons, I’m under stress relief meds
[Verse 2]
I don’t know which time it is, my phone has no more battery
I don’t have the music in mind, not walking on the rhythm
When I see Zemmour on posters, I’m thinking that I don’t want a son
I might call my little one Walid even though my name is Nathan
So I imagine the mess, Sometimes I feel like an Ewok when I have three grams in the veins
So I’m heading to the other curb and I tear out a picture of Le Pen
Even if it’s a person of color who the glued it last eve
I’m happy, not in a huff anymore, I just met a friend
We feel strong together like Minamoto
I told him I am lost, I can’t find my place
He says sorry brother but I’m heading to my job
(Dickhead)
Fucking shit and I who wanted to squat his sofa
The street lamps are hurting my eyes, my cheeks are red scarlet
I could have sleep at here home but I don’t want to be her puppy dog
I want to get my pillow back and smoke some strong shit
But at this time, I don’t know where I am, hanging out in the street
I think I smoke too much green, I’m hearing some savanna’s noises
Smoking two, or three to sleep, gassed even when I’m sick
I’m shuffling along slowly in a ripped pant however I make dreams of palace

[Chorus]
I’m going back home, drunk in the night, I forgot where I live
My light is as empty as my pockets and then my head
I drank until late in the night, started at the end of the afternoon
What I planned for tomorrow, I’ll do it later in the week
I’m a lost guy of the worst species ( species )
Losing some neurons, I’m under stress relief meds
Far from proud, I’m getting really blasted
Everyday losing some neurons, I’m under stress relief meds