Fête de Trop

You know
You know, tonight I saw all the pop jewels
I even drank excessively all your friends' absinthe
I mingled with rare nymphs, took rails in advance
In rooms far too dark without a hint of elegance
I clenched my lamentable jaws even tighter
And zealously approached lovers, passing boys
Whom I tried to get close to but my masquerade
Slowly drove away with its gloomy coldness
So I filled my belly with urgent needs
As lively as drunk on the dance floor
I adjusted my bandages so that my bleeding
Would be much less noticeable on the silver floor

It's one party too many!
I made it, unmade it, and that until the fiasco, it's one party too many!
Look, I shine with glitter and reduce myself to KO

You know tonight I read in my relaxed body
The tortured manual of this exalted dance, I even
Slipped my tongue into saliva-filled mouths
In very small angles where you can see the mucous membranes, then there
I came back completely empty-handed
With that already seen look and the desire for more
I found nothing precise except in appearance
Exactly the same even if tomorrow everything starts again

It's one party too many!
I made it, unmade it, and that until the fiasco, it's one party too many!
Look, I shine with glitter and reduce myself to KO, it's one party too many!

I made it, unmade it, and that until the fiasco, it's one party too many!
Look, I shine with glitter and reduce myself to KO (bare-chested)

It's one party too many!
I made it, unmade it, and that until the fiasco, it's one party too many!
Look, I shine with glitter and reduce myself to KO