[Lyric] Sunyel - Corps sale English Translation (Genius English Translations)

If you ever felt stupid, think about me singing
"She loves me like I am" while she was stabbing me
A grappling hook deep in my back
Fuck sex, your cat, your libido

I hope at least you enjoyed when I was forcing myself
I saw you blame yourself, then do it again
I hung on your every word, believed your promises
You knew how to drive

[Pre-Chorus]
I should say "fuck you"
One more trauma in my collection
But I will say "thank you"
Crying gives inspiration

[Chorus]
I don't want to dedicate my fevers to you
I think I’ve done it well enough
I don't want my steamy nights to be struggles
In order to reclaim my dirty body
I don't want to dedicate my fevers to you
Believe me I’ve done it well enough
How am I supposed to stop thinking about you ?
Like a desire to dance before the oratory
You'd like to think every time
I sleep with him I only think about you
Yeah, but it's not 'cause I miss you
I have black and white flashlights

Head between your legs, ego between the teeth
I should've kicked you out, I still regret it
I don't have the words, I didn't ask to live what happened
Since then, I see you at every intercourse, like a cameo

If you ever felt stupid, think about me singing
"She loves me like I am" while she was stabbing me
A grappling hook deep in my back
Fuck sex, your cat, your libido

[Pre-Chorus]
I should say "fuck you"
One more trauma in my collection
But I will say "thank you"
Crying gives inspiration

[Chorus]
I don't want to dedicate my fevers to you
I think I’ve done it well enough
I don’t want my steamy nights to be struggles
In order to reclaim my dirty body
I don't want to dedicate my fevers to you
Believe me I’ve done it well enough
How am I supposed to stop thinking about you ?
Like a desire to dance before the oratory
Since then, my romances
Have a taste of revenge

Since then, my romances
How am I supposed to stop thinking about you ?

Since then, my romances
Have a taste of revenge

Since then, my romances
Have a taste of revenge
Like a desire to dance before the oratory

[Bridge]
Since then my romances have the smell of
Grass after the storm
You're not the heroin of my story anymore
There's my blood on your pages
The day I'll turn yours
Isn’t about to come
In the end, even now
You're stealing my sexuality