Canaille Video (MV)

We are the weight and the useless
We count hours instead of days
Lucid dreaming is the only path, only serene path
We were not build to be useless
We were not made to be others' trash
Participation is given, not to be, not to be forced

We scream out our lungs,
A desirable wish
These are the words, the words,
Trembling hands

Dirty water flumes down our faces
These are the words, words, trembling hands

Electric minds are a fusion
Assume characters will last
Humanoid perception, pills are,
Pills are stacked

Not just collateral damage
No, we are here, standing tall
Let the stories be changed,
Not all are, not all are the same

We scream out our lungs,
A desirable, desirable wish
These are the words,
The words trembling hands

Dirty water flumes down our faces
These are the words,
The words trembling hands

We, we were meant to control the self

Dirty water flumes down our faces
These are the words,
The words trembling hands