A lancer tes pensées comme on lance des pierres.

Nice, high and far apart, just like they said. 

I built this place with broken parts, just like they said. 

You chip away the old version of you, you'd be surprised at what you can do. 

I'm safe in here, irrelevant, just like they said. 

My voice just echoes off these walls. 

You feel me breathe, I am watching you, I see it all. 

The many ways you can't get to me, I see it all. 

I see the hell you put yourself through, oh the things I could do if I wanted to. 

My voice just echoes off these walls, I don't need anything at all, and I just slowly fade away .

You will never ever get to me in here. 

Tu y crois toi ? La magie des rencontres, et la peur de mourir. Doit y avoir autre chose.

Me dis pas toi, que vivre fatigue, qu'on fait que passer...Doit y'avoir autre chose.