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Composer and author : D. Columbus, Angel Forrest, Ricky Paquette
Éditions : Éditions Ad Litteram, Éditions d'la blonde à Denis
Production : Ad Litteram
Actors : Yanick Hébert, Jean-Pierre Beaudoin et Jesse Caron
Scenario : Angel Forrest
Directed by : Bruno Labrie
Prise d'images : Bruno Labrie
Postproduction : Bruno Labrie
Lyrics:
See the plans that I’ve drawn up, crumble paper on the ground
They’re piled up high, and kicked around
A sense of panic in my cursive, that can’t be found
Like the words in my mouth, that never make a sound
Like an eleven dollar bill passed around and still nobody wants to use it
I’m feeling incomplete not landing on my feet I’m weeping
See the canvas that I painted, unfinished and torn
Up against the wall, it reflects the scorn
Of the panic in my Strokes, the colors slightly worn
Like the look on my face on the day that I was born
Like an eleven dollar bill passed around and still nobody wants to use it
It used to be a thrill to think you’d all kill to hold me
An eleven dollar bill passed around and still nobody wants to use it
I’m feeling incomplete not landing on my feet I’m weeping, I feel I’m slipping away
There’s an urgency in my currency and the interest builds everyday
I want to take the time to rewrite every line, but I feel I’m slipping away
An eleven dollar bill passed around and still, I’m feeling incomplete not landing on my feet
an eleven dollar bill passed around and still nobody wants to use it
It used to be a thrill to think you’d all kill to hold me
An eleven dollar bill passed around and still nobody wants to use it
I’m feeling incomplete not landing on my feet I’m weeping