Les moitiés

I already have a me
I don't want to be another
I want to be whole
Not half of someone else

I don't want to be a half
Live half-hearted
Half of myself
Half of a self-love

Half of a heart
Someone's crying
Half of a love
Someone's paying for it

Half of a flower
It hurts the heart
Half of a sweetness
It's barely a joke

Half of a hookup
It's a big mess
Half of a stroll
It's a fight instead

Half of an arm
It's a hand we don't have
Half of a joy
It's still not joy

Half of a life
It's just work
Half of the work
Is for the cattle

Half of the studies
It's the life we avoid
Half of a solitude
It's old habits

Half of a bikini
It's a piece of paradise
But half of a dick
It's hell every night

Half of a bag
It's an old, ugly one
And half of a pocket
Only has one nut picking

Half of a camembert
It's misery
Half of a baguette
I eat the crumbs

Half of a Frenchman
Is still a pain
But with half a chance
It's a bit charming

With a handful of bacon
A handful of pickles
If there's only half a liter
I get grumpy

I don't want to be a half
Live half-hearted
Half of myself
Half of a self-love

Half of the misfortune
Is not happiness
Half of the happiness
Is not happiness

Half of a butt
Is not a promise
And half of a fool
Well, that makes songs

Half of a pipe
Smokes really bad
You thought wrong
It's half normal

Half of a saint
Maybe it's the pope
But half of a sinner
Well, we don't care

Half of a cousin
We do medicine
Half of a male cousin
In any case, that means nothing to me

Half of an idiot
We hold back
Half of a joint
We don't suck far

Half of a female
Is a bit male
And half of a male
Well, it's a bit gay

Half of a boot
Is not a foot
Half of a condom
You won't get laid

Half of a kiss
Is a stolen kiss
Half of a half
Is a quarter to sniff

Half of a cop
Is still a cop
Half of a civil servant
Is already what it is

If half of the nurses
Were getting it on
With half of their patients
We'd be sick all the time

Half of a doctor
There are plenty of them
It's half of a scumbag
And that feels rough

Half of a lawyer
In any case
It's half of your mortgage
That goes away with it

Half of a strike
Is not a truce
And half of a dream
Is how we die

Half of a blunder
Is an Arab we torture
When it's a guy from the hood
We call it a search

Half of a bastard
Is Le Pen at night
And half of a dog
Well, it's Le Pen in the morning

Half of a shark
Is a politician
And half of the fools
Are in Washington

Half of a beer
Is still good for you
And half of a glass
Is a bit lonely

There are too many halves
It's way too long
We'll go halfsies
You finish the song