Woodkid — Minus Sixty One

Minus sixty-one
Have I every really loved someone?
Do I deserve what I’ve got?
Now the grid system’s turned into traps
And the fear’s switching sides
I own a million dollars worth of stock
But I still don’t sleep at night
What is it that I’ve become?

Minus sixty-one
Now the water level rises high
In my cold paradise
Where men sit in circles and talk numbers
I never really liked
The way they think of life
As some kind of gamble
And watch the city drown
Where is it that I belong?

Minus sixty-one
Now the wind cuts the lips like a knife
And the sun is out of sight
I see the world I build lose at trial
What is left and what is right
I made the worst mistake one can make
Pretended and playing blind
What is it I’m trying to find?