Sync Different

Dans un grand sac,j'ai pris ma dernière audace.
Aux 3 bandes en pointiller
je dépasse.
Je vois passer des voitures,
De drôles de gens,
sur de drôles de montures.
Je regarde passer les gyrophares,
je regarde passer les gyrophares.
Plus j'avance et
moins je dépense.
Sans gain, ni la moindre
Dépendance
Sans la moindre dépendance.
Je m'implique,
je m'agite, je vois rouge
et là, et là je sais, que tout m'excite.
Je regarde passer les gyrophares,
je regarde passer les gyrophares.
Sans fin…Sans fin.
J’efface les pistes et les strass,
J’embrasse Véronique pour
Une ultime passe.



English translation :


ENDLESS (FLASHING LIGHTS)


In a big bag,
I found the last of my audacity.
3 dotted lanes
I overtake.
I see cars passing,
Strange people,
in strange vehicles.
I watch the flashing lights,
I watch the flashing lights.
The more I go on

the less I spend.
No profit or the slightest
Addiction
Without the least dependence.
I get involved,
I'm agitated, I see red
and there, and there I know, everything excites me.
I watch the flashing lights,
I watch the flashing lights.
Endless ... Endless.
I wipe out my tracks and strass,
I kiss Véronique for
A last pass.

Le tempsNous habille de faux semblantsFaux-fuyantsOù l’on se plait souventLe temps
Le tempsOù l’on n’a pas su dire à tempsOn se mentEt l’on oublie de dire souvent
Je t’aime à ceux qu’on aime
Le tempsOù l’on est fier et arrogantInsolentNe dure jamais très longtempsLe temps
Le tempshabille de noir nos coeurs d’enfantsOn comprendqu’il est peut-être temps
De dire je t’aime à ceux qu’on aime

English translation :
TIME
Time,Dresses
us up in
false pretensesSubterfugeAnd we often enjoy itTime
Time,Where we
weren’t able to say in timeWe're lying
to each other
And we
often
forget to say
I love you to those we love

TimeWhere we are proud and arrogant
InsolentIt never lasts very long
Time
TimeDresses
in black our children's hearts
We understand maybe it's time
To say I love you to those we love

Welcome Home,
Where the body is there to receive some soundWelcome Home,
Where the body is there to receive some soundWhere the body is there to receive some soundFortified home,
Everybody's singing and rambling with soundMysterious Home,
where you can put fears behind the doorsFortified home,
Everybody's singing and rambling with soundEverybody's singing and rambling with soundMysterious Home, where you can put fears behind the doors



Hiding Home, for black eyes and one doesn't wanna comeOnly one Home, Where you'll can find me inFinally this game can just
begin

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Lyrics by Mattic Parks Music by Chomsk'









(Chorus)
6 seconds
5 seconds
4 seconds
Mr. Mat your on
3 seconds
2 seconds
1 second
Mr. Mat your on

It's like heat from the sunlight,
I squeeze the tight life out of you, and got you smiling to
So What it do ?
Relay the verses right back to you
so you act a fool
The up with cool, down with school.

Has a list of line of waiters full of haters
some rock timberland, some rock with gators
Some all natural, but still get their power pulled
Reconnection is beautiful thing the mind rule.
Duel with this expertise mic handle,
out of order generating dudes be lighting candles.
Just to catch a swift win now you in the dark,
I heard some nigga's waiting for that ass in the parking lot.

So what's the wrong route, escape death I doubt it
They after you
Only seconds
Mattic's after you
Only seconds
Mattic's after you
It takes seconds
Mattic's after you
To make a track
Yo Mr. Fantastic is after you

That's the way of the world
Day tripper, your song I skip to the next one because I can't take it no more
This is classic encounters
Consider the source down to earth til it explodes and bust like grapes.
And out of shape fat people other words obesity.
To get along with everyone, no you history.
You shitting me or can you just not see ?
In this life time I mastered the art in my ability.

The originality, exalted and compassionate
The expediter
Restored to mentor
When I the television on I witness all the gluttony.
But if I talk about it nigga's just mute the,
focus of my sanity, body and soul
love and weather, fall apart and build back together.
My spirit box's has got a black man's waltz with three little words,
I love you
At all cost
My people whose the boss and do you pay the cost ?
Yo check it out now, witness the floss because,
I'm about to make another record, and you van hit in about 10 seconds cause…

(chorus)
10 seconds
9 seconds
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Mr. Mat your on
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Mr. Mat your on
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Mr. Mat your on
1 second
1 second
No seconds
Mr. Mat your on

On on on
Mr. Mat your on
(repeat)