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I'm not happy
But I'm not sad either
And it's not that it doesn't affect me
Everything you told me

It's just that I feel like I can't reach
We made gods impossible to reach

And maybe it's easier
Hand in pockets
And whistling a song

I don't know why I complicate things
If in the end, it will surely go wrong

I want to see you past three
Still naked and in bed
And let's leave everything else
For tomorrow
Tomorrow

I'm not happy
At least not all the time
I distrust the prophet
Who claims to always be happy

It's just that if this world is to turn
On one side it will be day
And on the other darkness

I already know there's no point
It doesn't matter if I cry or laugh
But I prefer to laugh

And when tomorrow I cry
I'll still have the flowers
That we let die
Two by two

I already know there's no point
(I already know)
And that not even my body is mine
(My body is mine)
I'll have to give it back

And when tomorrow you cry
You'll still have the flowers
That we let live
Both of us

And maybe it's easier
Hands in pockets
And whistling a song

I don't know why I complicate things
If in the end
It will surely go wrong

I want to see you past three
Still naked and in bed

And let's leave everything else
And let's leave everything else
For tomorrow

For tomorrow
(Whistling a song)

And maybe it's easier
(For tomorrow)

And maybe it's easier
(I want to see) (x100)