The Gospel by Matisse (BEL) Lyrics

Stop my pervert talk
It was a breath of real life
These words weren't really mine
Someone got inside my brain
Talking wisdom through my mouth
What the hell I am I talking about?

I can't believe it's me I hear
But all these ravings come out clear
I speak the truth
When no-one's near

So now I've got the key
And (for the first time) I can clearly see
How one could be
Without being free
I FOUND THE GOSPEL. TRUTH ACCORDING TO ME

Other people say to me
"You are too young to know what's what"
Then, they go and fall apart
Leant on books and friends advice
That's what made me lose my sleep
In the dark I stretch and leap