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Réalisation : Deluxe
Production Déléguée : Nanana Production
Production Exécutive : Transfuges
Directeur de production : Romuald Sintes
Directeur de la photographie : Aurélien Le Calvez
Supervision de Postproduction & FX Numérique : Jimmy Baixas Assistant FX : Kalle Saint Jonsson
Administrateur de Production : Emmanuel Besson
Étalonneur : Florian Martiny
Assistant Caméra : Cyril Pedrazzini
Chef Electricien : Philippe Leroy
Electricien : William Scourneau
Chef Machiniste : Sofiane Alamy
Machiniste : Edouard Lopez
Steadycamer : Anthony Tarente
Régie / Prod : Margo Cholez
Régie / Prod : Julien Gatto
Habilleuse : Marie Harel
Costumes Deluxe : Luana Poncet
Make Up : Nadia Boubou
Titrage 3D : Marc ‘Roswell’ Burghoffer
Opérateur Ulysse : Olivier Ladois
Catering : Le Panier à Salade
Stagiaire électricien : Mathilde Miceli (École AIS)
Stagiaire électricien : Artëm Vasenkov (École AIS)
Prestataire Techniques : Provence Studios / TSF Marseille / Plan B / Sublab / Full Flood

Réalisé par DELUXE :
Guitar : Pietre
Percussions : Soubri
Sax & Trumpet : Pépé
Keys : Pépé
Bass : Kaya
Drum : Kilo
Beat making : Deluxe
Lead Vocal: Liliboy
Choirs : Deluxe
Arranged by : Vinnie
Written by : Deluxe, FP (ASM) , Green T (ASM)
Editor : La boite
Recored by : Deluxe, Bertocchi Nicolas
Mixed by : Deluxe, Bertocchi Nicolas , Oliver Leducq
Mastered by : Gopher Alex
Chords : G Bm Em

Lyrics (vo) :
I wish you well and all
I wish you everything you deserve
A healthy appetite to swallow everything i serve
A sticky cold sore photobombs your insta-pic
Anal leakage on the weekend with your in-laws , Pah !
It’s sad to put your dog to sleep
Here’s a gift ‘cause talk is cheap
Comb to brush your hobbit feet
Maybe not though, just my little fantasy
All the chicks you meet end up being fans of me
Every day I seem to tickle out the mad in you
Can’t live with, can’t live without the attitude
Your freedom, my freedom is the death of
We So morbidly too blind to see
OH GIRLS OH BOYS
I JUST CAN’T DO GOOD BY YOU
Its off key, it’s empty it’s all wrong
I had myself believe I was weak but I’m strong
The pillow of his arms like the words of a song
Remind me all along of the depth of the con
And if you ain’t yet realized How little puppies get brutalized
Sorry babe to shatter your illusions
You seem to have a pattern of confusion
Every day I seem to tickle out the mad in you
Can’t live with, can’t live without the attitude
Your freedom, my freedom is the death of
We So morbidly too blind to see
CHORUS
Someday, far away from this place
Maybe we should find us in a pocket of space
New breeze in your hair, new sun on your face
Shimmering shades of the ones we replaced
Maybe then we’ll realize
Beneath the fluff was a steel knife
How beautifully meaningless it’s all been
You’ll make a pretty corpse up in my mausoleum
Every day I seem to tickle out the mad in you
Can’t live with, can’t live without the attitude
Your freedom, my freedom is the death of We
So morbidly too blind to see

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