I'm the 9th pawn of the chessboard
Take it apart, take it along, dark and light squares
I'm the 13th labor of Hercules
Give it a try or give it up, give it up to me
I'm the 9th pawn of the chessboard
Take it apart, take it along, dark and light squares
I'm the 13th labor of Hercules
Give it a try or give it up, give it up to me
I'm the 3rd bullet of a shotgun
Fire the gun up in the air or straight into the target
I'm the 81st day around the world
Take a day off, make it last until your eyes close
I'm the 3rd bullet of a shotgun
Fire the gun up in the air or straight into the target
I'm the 81st day around the world
Take a day off, make it last until your eyes close
I took control of a little soul, but did it unwittingly
How can I do what seems fair to you if your values are unclear
Bring down the system with your tender insurrection
I'm the 4th stripe of the French flag
Color it well or cut it off with a steady hand
I'm the 5th season on the calendar
Don't be surprised sunflowers rise under the mantle of snow
I'm the 4th stripe of the French flag
Color it well or cut it off with a steady hand
I'm the 5th season on the calendar
Don't be surprised sunflowers rise under the mantle of snow
I took control of a little soul, but did it unwittingly
How can I do what seems fair to you if your values are unclear
Bring down my system with your tender insurrection
Someday, you say, my aura will not be that concave
Someday, you say, the atmosphere will crackle when I enter the room
Someday, you say, a mere glance from me will soothe your soul
Someday, you say...
I'm the 9th pawn of the chessboard
Take it apart, take it along, dark and light squares
I'm the 13th labor of Hercules
Give it a try or give it up, give it up to me
I'm the 9th pawn of the chessboard
Take it apart, take it along, dark and light squares
I'm the 13th labor of Hercules
Give it a try or give it up, give it up to me
I took control of a little soul, but did it unwittingly
How can I do what seems fair to you if your values are unclear
Bring down the system with your tender insurrection
Someday, you say, my aura will not be that concave
Someday, you say, the atmosphere will crackle when I enter the room
Someday, you say, a mere glance from me will soothe your soul
Someday, you say, I'll be my own example, I'll be my own example
Give it up to me, give it up to me
Give it up to me, give it up to me