LEVINA:

It's all about the dreams that we never had,
Imagine to wake up, having to make up for the bad,
Regret every step I didn't take,
Cause I need the risk to make me who I am.

LEVINA (chorus):

I keep dreaming, they are screaming wake up,
Then they're saying, once you take it, you'll drop.
I'm not sleeping these lines are keeping me up,
Even if I'm fighting my addiction it won't stop

BRANKO:

see its as old as an ancient scrolls, a danger zone you either pay the toll from out your savings loan or let it takes it toll, through the brain invade your dome just like a vacant home forsaken souls, with broken nasal bones, shut it the case is close, some think the master plans to get hooked on half a gram, while others what the larger can, them others want the cash in hand, see i present to you visions so call me cameraman, you got your priorities mixed up like an anagram so test your leap of faith and hit the ground running , if i told you once i tell you another thousand times to lul em you just a junkie, but im audiofeen and always steady so mr engineer please get my vocals ready stuck in a jungle full of temptations i might be in trouble cause i just keep coming back like a rebuttal, never too subtle, i feel like its seven years in tabet and you can bet it never left this addiction is in effect, come on now

(Chorus)

SOF:

Salope sous toute ses formes, l'addiction est le cancer de l’homme, Certain se pique, snif ou se noie dans un putain de verre de rhum,
A bientôt 1000 fix ton cerveau perd le nord,
Mais t’as pas 1000 vies donc fils vite a toi de faire l’effort,
Re-integrer le décore, te rapprocher-de-la-vie et t’éloigner de la mort,
Se trouver une passion et ne jamais en démordre,
Fatiguer de chercher le bonheur dans le désordre,
T'as pris le bic en main, les feat sans fin ne te derange pas,
Pris par la cadence, loin de l’indécence,
C’est tout tes sens que t’as reveille,
Sa y est, tu peux veiller pour rayer tes peines sur le cahier seyes,
Essayer d’étayer tout les themes, car ta vision s’elargie
Les portes s’ouvre enfin c’est la fin de ton état léthargique:
Ton fix est devenu ton bic,
Ton bic c’est pauser sur le beat,
Le beat est devenu ton titre et ton titre est redevenu ton fix,
Maintenant y a plus que le succès que sortira de cette foutu bitch!

(Chorus)