C L O N E | E N O L C

"Where's your limits?", they ask to me
if it's real democracy, everyone will see
my deep expressions, my artistic lines
daddy is paying attention to a different-kind

whenever I act like a common person
wherever I walk along
I feel like an outer debris, I suppose
it's not me, but a clone

whenever I act like a common person
wherever I walk along
I feel like an outer debris, I suppose
it's not me, but a clone

it's not me, but a clone...
it's not me but a clone...
it hurts in my bones
to live being like a clone

Equality sounds weird when you look around
difference is the new black: why not wear it out?
we are synonym, still the same flesh
don't consider me your watch, I'm not something to fix

whenever I act like a common person
wherever I walk along
I feel like an outer debris, I suppose
it's not me, but a clone

whenever I act like a common person
wherever I walk along
I feel like an outer debris, I suppose
it's not me, but a clone

it's not me, but a clone...
it's not me but a clone...
it hurts in my bones
to live being like a clone

AMOUR!

[dialogue]
_ Bonjour, monsieur Paradi?
_ Ah, here... ah... je ne suis pas...
_ Monsieur? Pardon...
_ Tu parler anglais?
_Non, je parler...
je parler, je parler
je parler, je parler
je parler, je parler
je parler...

love is the only pure language
that I can speak well tonight
out of it, I can't express my heart
(express my heart)

I'd walk to the sea to see
what the people are just looking for
with love, we can rattle the beat
(rattle the beat)

_ Tu parler français, monsieur?
_ Non, je parler...
je parler, je parler
je parler, je parler
je parler, je parler
je parler...
AMOUR! AMOUR!

There's no limit to this feel
humankind takes us beyond
chiefly when we try to be real
(to be real anew)

acceptance, braveness, glorious sparkle
and a strong wish in your eye
don't bother if someone asks you:
(Tu parler anglais?)

Non, je parler...
je parler, je parler
je parler, je parler
je parler, je parler
je parler...
AMOUR! AMOUR!
je parler AMOUR!
AMOUR! AMOUR!