Tous les envols

i promise you to always be five years too old, ten pounds too fat
i promise that when i wake up i’ll hate myself and feel like crap
i’ll believe there is no social life without a good foundation
i promise to spend my life up and running after a fashion
i promise to redraw myself one botox needle at a time
i promise to withdraw my self from the feelings that might be mine

i promise i’ll see red
when fashion says it’s red
i promise i’ll feel blue
when fashion says it’s blue
i promise i’ll be good
at consuming myself

i promise to buy a new house ’cause mine is too small for what counts
i’ll have to borrow, but i’ve always felt indebted to my bank
i promise to fall asleep eating pizzas on my brand-new couch
to download dozens of movies i will never have time to watch
i promise i’ll want a new phone ’cause mine doesn’t get the radio
and a new PC ’cause mine doesn’t have that dual-core gizmo

i promise i’ll buy
when it’s ten percent off
i promise i’ll crave
when it’s truly too much
i promise i’ll be good
at consuming myself

i promise you to love Quentin ’cause it’s only tomato sauce
i promise you to love Carla ’cause it’s only some marshmallow
i’ll watch the game like everyone and think it really was a goal
and i’ll be so sure that i won that i will stand up to applaud
i promise to think that i too should get a tan in the spotlight
i promise to be convinced that fame is a way to make things right

i promise i’ll love
when the news says it’s cool
i promise i’ll hate
when it’s not on the news
i promise i’ll be good
at consuming myself

i promise you i won’t care if what you say is somehow different
or plainly the same, for that matter, for what matters is different
i’ll forget science for scientism, reason for religion
i’ll think two plus two equals five is a matter of opinion
i’ll feel danger every damn day around my purse and my stomach
i promise to stop thinking because, hell, you don’t pay me for that

i promise i’ll read
when it’s shiny enough
i promise i’ll pass
when it’s just naked thoughts
i promise i’ll be good
at consuming myself

i promise you that i will teach my kids the lesson really well
i’ll say she’s too strong, he’s not strong enough, so they too feel like hell
i promise to bury them under Father Christmas’ very best
i promise to make sure they count the toys before they count the guests
i promise to solve any conflict with TV and video
i promise to put their lives all over the screen in a slide show

i promise i’ll revere
when the child is a king
i promise i’ll sever
when the child is a thing
i promise i’ll be good
at consuming ourselves

i promise you my insides are ready to explode on your mark
i promise you to go wherever you say we should disembark
i promise you to really think i’m so lucky to be dying
to defend the free will that let me choose my type of consuming

i promise i’ll shush
when it’s them and me
i promise i’ll crush
when it’s them or me

but please fix quickly which
enemy should be mine
for i feel so consumed
i could shoot anytime