Parfois j'me sens fâchée Tu me laisses encore tomber Parfois j'me sens fâchée Tu me laisses encore tomber Time to say goodbye And let the words flow Embrace the silence It's all said and done You need to welcome your intuition Make room for your own subconscious mind The liberty of saying nothing But also really meaning it Words are my refuge, silence is scary But it is time to stop making sense Welcome your words and your intuition To own the silence and say goodbye My room for refuge is really scary But also meaning to embrace time Is liberty the voice of nothing? Done saying words make silence flow Said the subconscious and let it need you So it is time to stop making sense Parfois j'me sens fâchée Tu me laisses encore tomber Parfois j'me sens fâchée Tu me laisses encore tomber Nothing is conscious, your need for refuge Sublet your room to your scary voice The words go by to done said the silence Let time say embrace and the and all The off but le-li say all meaning My is is king, buring so ning (ning bur so ning) Time let the done to Your in for voice it Decision it is Stop making sense Parfois j'me sens fâchée Tu me laisses encore tomber Parfois j'me sens fâchée Tu me laisses encore tomber Parfois j'me sens fâchée Tu me laisses encore tomber Parfois j'me sens fâchée Tu me laisses encore tomber