Compositor: Nicolas Chamillet
Empty wine glasses
Dance floor is neon-lit
Consciousness ceased to exist a long time ago
Kisses, screams and songs enter my mind
I'm at the bar waiting for another glass of gin
He walks in with his black leather jacket
The whole club stops for him to pass
If I could cease to exist
That's what I would do
We're in the nonsense (nonsense) club
Where hearts are broken (broken)
And cuts are made (made)
Maybe we can leave the past outside (outside)
Or let's start the big war (war)
Let's set this nonsense (nonsense) club on fire
The Moon lit up the beginning
And the Sun made sure to burn the end
People falling on the asphalt
I was regaining consciousness
When I saw his arms pulling me
To another one of those lies
I screamed and went back to the bar
We're in the nonsense (nonsense) club
Where hearts are broken (they leave)
And cuts are made (made)
Maybe we can leave the past outside (outside)
Or let's start the big war (war)
Let's burn down this nonsense club (nonsense)
Nonsense club, yeah, nonsense club
We're in the fucking nonsense club
Nonsense club, yeah, nonsense club
We're in the fucking nonsense club
Nonsense club, yeah, nonsense club
We're in the fucking nonsense club