The walker - Christine and the Queens

Lyrics by：Héloïse Letissier

Composed by：Héloïse Letissier

I am out for a walk

And I will not be back 'til they're staining my skin

This is how I chose to talk

With some violent hits violet blossoms akin

Every night I do walk

And if they're looking down I'm offering my chin

This is how I chose to talk

With some violent hits violet blossoms akin

There's

A way to truly be seen

By furiously skimming in

Forget the jewels I'm livid

Veins are jutting out fine on their own

Blood on my cheeks birds come by

One of my stomps and they fly

People politely smile to make sure I won't come any closer

I am out for a walk

And I will not be back 'til they're staining my skin

This is how I chose to talk

With some violent hits violet blossoms akin

Every night I do walk

And if they're looking down I'm offering my chin

This is how I chose to talk

With some violent hits violet blossoms akin

Now

A swollen eye is four days

Of curious calm snow in may

Way better off on my own

Since no one cries there's no one to blame

It hurts I feel everything

As my sense of self's wearing thin

Such pains can be a delight

Far from when I could drown in my shame

I am out for a walk

And I will not be back 'til they're staining my skin

This is how I chose to talk

With some violent hits violet blossoms akin

Every night I do walk

And if they're looking down I'm offering my chin

This is how I chose to talk

With some violent hits violet blossoms akin

Now

Just a talk

Violent hits blossoms akin

Say no

Just a talk

Violent hits blossoms akin

Say no

Just a talk

Violent hits blossoms akin

Say no

Just a talk

Violent hits blossoms ak