There wouldn't be any artists,
No jugglers or tightrope walkers.

Without Lies, in my eyes life would be straight up sad.

A bit of sun to melt the ice flow, a good disguise to start the show.

Without Lies, in my eyes life would be straight up grey,
When I eat cake, I prefer the cherry.

Changing the scenes different faces,
Another costume changing places.

Without Lies, in my eyes life would be pretty boring.

We wouldn't be great performers, we'd watch the time just pass us over.

Without lies, in my eyes life would be pretty bad,
In the champagne, I prefer the bubbles.

A bit of sun to melt the ice flow, A good disguise to start the show.

Without lies, in my eyes life would be straight up grey,
When I eat cake, I prefer the cherry, I prefer the cherry, I prefer the cherry.

(Merci à Mathilde pour cettes paroles)
There wouldn't be any artists,
No jugglers or tightrope walkers.

Without Lies, in my eyes life would be straight up sad.

A bit of sun to melt the ice flow, a good disguise to start the show.

Without Lies, in my eyes life would be straight up grey,
When I eat cake, I prefer the cherry.

Changing the scenes different faces,
Another costume changing places.

Without Lies, in my eyes life would be pretty boring.

We wouldn't be great performers, we'd watch the time just pass us over.

Without lies, in my eyes life would be pretty bad,
In the champagne, I prefer the bubbles.

A bit of sun to melt the ice flow, A good disguise to start the show.

Without lies, in my eyes life would be straight up grey,
When I eat cake, I prefer the cherry, I prefer the cherry, I prefer the cherry.