La nuit n'a pas encore commencé, mais elle est déjà partout. Les groupes s'enflamment, les projets s'empilent, personne n'est d'accord. Trop d'options, trop de directions. La nuit commence dans la confusion.
Paroles
Too many plans, same old fight
Group chat blowing up all night
Where we go? What's the vibe?
Nobody ever can decide
Too many links, too many signs
Everybody changing their mind
Paris calling, lights so bright
Still debating left or right
Chacun dit, non pas ce soir-là
C'est trop loin, y'a trop de monde là-bas
Left or right, we split again
Same debate at 10 PM
Voice notes, "viens ici"
No wait bro, trust me
Running circles in the city
Same story every week
Too many nights, not enough time
Too many choices, losing my mind
One says east, one says rive droite
But we'll end up dancing all night
Too many nights, not enough time
Too many vibes to get it right
On s'embrouille, then we align
And it turns into the best night
Uber rides and last minute calls
Changing plans in bathroom stalls
C'est complet, nah let's try
Another place, another line
Switch the plan, we improvise
Different mood, different side
Energy rising, we don't care
Wrong decision, still we there
Laugh it off, we let it flow
Going fast, then taking slow
Best nights are the ones we don't control
The ones that happen on their own
Slow it down, take a breath
Tout va bien, no stress
Where we land is where we shine
Good vibes only, we'll be fine
From the doubt to the light
Every wrong turns right
Paris moving with the tide
We just ride, we just ride
No more plans, just the sound
Lost together, never down
In the chaos we align
Feel the moment, feel the time
Too many nights, not enough time
But somehow we always get it right
Started lost in all that noise
Now we dancing, no more choice
Too many nights, not enough time
Too many dreams in one night
On s'embrouille, then we align
And it turns into the best night