Denied my application?

I′m not a slave of your institution

You want a weapon of mass distractionI'll give you a demonstration

Oh by the way, there are no money makers on this record

This time, I′m exploring the loser's point of view

Never mind the term

It's a renegade breakdown

I don′t want your advice on how to elaborate my speech

I have no interest in your political agenda

Your intentions fluctuate like the stock market

Your masquerade is grotesque

Your style over calculated

The uglier I feel, the better my lyrics get

And I feel disgraceful when ever you′re around

I thought I saw you taking a picture last night

So give me something to remember

Your pointless opinion, I couldn't care less

How do you come up with such meaninglessness?

Your cheap headlines, your lazy writing

I wonder how it feels for you to sit around all day

I′ll tell it to your face

For once and for all

My life is anti-strategic

Lying between comic and tragic

M'approchant doucement, je chante ma complainte

Mon dégoût persistant, je ne suis une sainte

Le malaise choquant sur vos lèvres jointes

Plait fort bien à mon coeur n′ayez nul crainte

Et quand vient le moment où je tourne la tête

J'entends les braillements de vos vaines plaintes

En silence j′attend ce n'est qu'une feinte

Je vous glace le sang de ma sombre étreinte

I feel no shame to desert

What I′ve never needed from the start

Take back everything

I don′t cling on to products

If I had a perfume line

It should be called "No Collab"

Expect no collaboration

No need to call the cops

I'd rather self police

I betray everything I make

Anger is everything I am

Your science is a poison I can no longer ingest

Take your prescription and shove it up your ass

This is where we part and this is how I end

The capitalization of my deprivation

So next time you think about me

Might as well cross me off your list

I really don′t need an applause

Your party sucks anyway

M'approchant doucement je chante ma complainte

Mon dégoût persistant, je ne suis une sainte

Le malaise choquant sur vos lèvres jointes

Plait fort bien à mon coeur n′ayez nul crainte

Et quand vient le moment où je tourne la tête

J'entends les braillements de vos vaines plaintes

En silence j′attend ce n'est qu'une feinte

Je vous glace le sang de ma sombre étreinte

M′approchant doucement je chante ma complainte

Mon dégoût persistant, je ne suis une sainte

Le malaise choquant sur vos lèvres jointes

Plait fort bien à mon coeur