Rue Rambuteau Video (MV)

Desert streets down in Paris
Cigarettes on the floor
Just police and some panic
Down in rue rambuteaux
I don't wanna stay here
But I don't wanna go home
Just police and some panic in the rue
I just woke up
Washed my face
And I realized that was just me and my self again
I called my mom
I had to tell her how much her son is feeling alive
Yeah I swear
For the really first time in my life
She has just broke a part
My heart still beats and my brain still works
It's my turn to push myself to the stars
But the night will come and the wind too
Messing my hair like You used to do
When the things were going very well
On the right You got the Tour Eiffel
Black as pitch heart
Blacker then the night
Fill the void with your introspective lies
Take a close look
There's a tiny hole in my chest
Look closer
Desert streets down in Paris
Cigarettes on the floor
Just police and some panic
Down in rue rambuteaux
I don't wanna stay here
But I don't wanna go home
Just police and some panic in the rue
Desert streets and some panic
Cigarettes on the floor
Just police and some panic
Down in rue rambuteaux
I don't wanna stay here
But I don't wanna go home
Just police
Desert streets and some panic
Cigarettes on the floor
Just police and some panic
Down in rue rambuteaux
I don't wanna stay here
But I don't wanna go home
Just police