INTRO (parlé, posé)
I talk about everything…
And nothing.
Same breath.
Same mess.
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COUPLET 1
I talk about everything
and nothing at the same damn time
Bills, dreams, silence,
thoughts running out of line
Deep one minute,
next minute I don’t care
Mind full of questions,
pockets full of air
They say “focus”,
I say “on what?”
Life feels random,
like meaning missed the plot
Scrolling for answers,
finding ads and lies
Everybody loud,
nobody looking inside
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REFRAIN (chantable, hypnotique)
Talking ’bout everything, nothing at all
Head full of noise, back to the wall
I’m here, I’m gone, I don’t pretend
Everything spins… I just stand
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COUPLET 2
I chase peace in loud rooms
Love in fast food lines
Looking for signs in songs
Finding mirrors in punchlines
Some days I’m sharp
Some days I’m fog
Some days I’m fire
Some days I’m the log
I joke about pain
’cause silence is worse
Turn scars into bars
Let chaos rehearse
Not lost,
just done pretending
Not broken,
just tired of bending
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REFRAIN
Talking ’bout everything, nothing at all
Head full of noise, back to the wall
I’m here, I’m gone, I don’t pretend
Everything spins… I just stand
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PONT (plus lent, plus grave)
They sell purpose like it’s cheap
No returns, no receipt
Everybody knows the words
Nobody feels them deep
I don’t know where I’m going
But I know what I’m not
Not your label,
your trend,
your TikTok thought
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REFRAIN (dernier, un peu plus fort)
Talking ’bout everything, nothing at all
Same old doubt when the night falls
Still breathing, still in the frame
Same chaos… different name
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OUTRO (retombée, parlé)
Everything matters.
Nothing stays.
Life hits hard…
then walks away.
RionaBee
