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Ok, I was your age about your age
The transition to adulthood is slippery around the curves
Becoming a man: There's no internship, no make-up exam
Now, you're in the deep end, guess how to swim
You'll always have some kind of rage, wanting to break free
To smash the guys playing guitar on the beach
Every time you move, it's a world collapsing
Listen, the story is written by turning the pages
Listen
I took some notes

If you feel like no one understands you, it's because no one understands you
It's easier to live once you're aware of it
How can you blame them? You don't even understand yourself
Often alone with your problems, often, you're the problem
Most adult advice is shitty clichés
Because they didn't get the game but they follow the rules
So don't listen too much to your parents, pretend
They don't have all the answers, you're their first child
You'd waste so much time fighting
There are battles you can't win, especially when you don't pay rent
Accept it, there's very few reasons to mess things up
In your own house, even when you're right
If there's one thing you shouldn't question
You're smarter than before but you're still very dumb
You're too sensitive, you perceive everything as an attack
Ask a madman if he's mad and see what he answers
Another thing you should know: You won't get laid tonight
Once you understand that, it'll take a weight off your shoulders
Because you're too hungry and it shows
Because you're too shy, you'll drink too much
Learn to shut up, you'll seem mysterious
Learn to sell yourself a bit better, you'll get laid in a month or two
It's always the same type of girl you fall in love with
You know, the type of girl that makes you unhappy
So don't cry when she breaks your heart
In the long run, you save tears
Then, you'll be afraid to commit, you'll think it's better elsewhere
That at home, you'll miss out on the best of what you already have
Basically, you sleep with your girlfriend thinking of another
You didn't enjoy it
You think of her when you sleep with the other once she's left you
Okay

You'll never stop people from talking
And, since you're weird, there might be a way for people to want to hit you
You can do push-ups, you can learn to fight
But even buff, it still hurts to take a punch
Your brain and your ego work backwards
The more you try to prove something, the more it backfires
When you say you're not scared, you're scared
When you say it doesn't hurt, you're starting to feel the pain
Know your limits, don't overdo it
You'll see, sometimes, you'll lose to guys you thought were crap
Of course, life is unfair
If you don't like the rules, don't be a fucking judge
Don't believe the insults, there's no race to be an asshole
To be a motherfucker, you don't need a mom on the street
There's no sexuality to be a dick
The more you react, the more it seems like you're targeted, let it slide
The best jokes are the meanest or the dumbest
But the worst human beings are cruel losers
Don't pick on the weakest, keep the jokes in the back of your mind
It'll end up in a text, a movie, or a sketch
School is a nightmare, there's not much to do
To quit, it's to jump too soon into another mess
Throw your backpack in the air, you'll have society's weight on your shoulders
A boss, your father, and your mother
Three-quarters of the classes are useless
But the porn actresses can testify: Doing nothing just delays the end
You say we'll see, you act smart but you're fragile
Like the screening, you regret during the exam
School is a filter that makes everything very boring
Like black and white movies: The hardest part is getting into it
It's harder when you're apprehensive, like your first time
I've been making sexual metaphors all this time because that's all you think about
Tell yourself that Latinas are the hottest in the world
Listen in Spanish, tell yourself you could make drugs in chemistry
Stop memorizing things you don't understand
And in philosophy, you weren't supposed to tell your life
Oh yeah, no one forces you to smoke weed
Actually, it works better on hyperactive people
Being high, it's not even the part you like
When you're wasted, all you do is pretend to be clear
The part you like is going out to the garden center in a group
Stealing bamboo and making a bong
You just need a passion
So listen to the career counselors and do the opposite of what they say
Basically, all the things where people say: 'You're wasting your time'
You need to dive into them and hang on for a long time
If you want to make movies, you just need something that films
Saying: 'I don't have equipment or contacts', that's a victim's thing
They'll tell you to be first, never to be happy
First is for those who need a grade, who lack confidence
You're at the moment in your life where you can become what you want
The same moment where it's the hardest to know what you want
Besides hanging out with your crew
Especially not missing the latest rumor, the last funny thing
Honestly, you wouldn't miss much if you left for four years
Although, it's important, mess up while you still can
So one day you won't wake up at forty
Like: Fuck, I'm gonna die but I never enjoyed
My family prevents me from living, I'll have to leave them
To snort in a nightclub, find girls to prey on
I see many, so, little terrorist, go have fun
Go out at night even if, I admit, you'll get rejected
You'll come back next week or the year after
Anyway, you weren't gonna get laid tonight, if I have to remind you
If you come back, take a picture of your coat check ticket
Realize you can't drink, you're dead too soon
When it becomes a pride to take large doses
It means you're attached to very little
Stop freaking out, if you want, go dance
The only rule on the dance floor is: Don't do things you've never tried
If you fall asleep first at a party
Looking at yourself in the mirror, it's essential as soon as you wake up

Just in case
It'll prevent you from spending family meals with a dick drawn on your cheek
These family meals where you're bored, where people talk very loudly
To say very banal things, already, we're talking and it's not bad
Truths are complicated, clichés are stable
Sorry if there aren't only experts at your table
You focus on others' flaws, and that's your worst flaw
Life is cycles, that's why I keep coming back to the same words
Don't be paranoid about who your real friends are
There's only one way to find out: Let time do the sorting
I've never regretted asking for advice or calling someone
Often, you think they're weird, it's just that it doesn't connect very well
The same story has many versions
The best way to get out of a mess is to ask questions
Stop spending your life running away, anxious about the future
Because there's nothing to do to prepare for the worst
Like attacks, bad news hits when you least expect it
Some rushed loved ones will leave before you
You'll see happy people take a call
Their face falls apart and nothing is ever the same
There's nothing to do, except being present
Heal the wounds, change the bandages, the only remedy is time