Ma Vie à Goudouland

"There's a look on your face I would like to knock out
See the sin in your grin and the shape of your mouth
All I want is to see you in terrible pain
Though we won't ever meet I remember your name
Can't believe you were once just like anyone else
Then you grew and became like the devil himself
Pray to god I think of a nice thing to say
But I don't think I can so fuck you anyway"

Ah....cette magnifique chanson qui traduit tellement bien ce que je ressens...