Le son de ta voix

Wardell allo

Gaillard Jules -Lenlèvement Avec David Okit

nerih - c'est dingue

Conozco - Lumière

Nerih- Chaque seconde (audio officiel)

CONOZCO - TOUCHER LE FOND

Zely - On se connaît

Conozco - Merci pour les orages

DRULO - Toujours là (Feat. Conozco)

No Real Ones Left

Doors swing wide, crowd surge like a wave
Spotlights hit the aisle like a neon grave
Flat screens shining like a frontline prize
We bleed for pixels under blackout skies

Midnight riot when the price tags drop
Bodies hit the floor for the deal on top
Shopping carts crash like a metal stampede
Greed in the veins, adrenaline feed
Box cutters flash like the steel they hide
Consumer combat in a corporate tide
Wallets stay empty but the rage stays full
Every step forward feels criminal
Broken displays on the aisle tile spread
Some fight for the screen, others fight for the bread
Security screaming but the crowd don’t fold
Black Friday anthem making hearts go cold
Doors blow open like a warzone blast
Race to the shelf, pray you’re not last
Shoving through the neon, stepping on fear
Violence on sale makes the motive clear

We bleed for pixels, claw for the beam
Boxing gloves replace credit cards in the scheme
Flat screens shining like a battlefield dream
Black Friday turns angels into a violent team

Sirens echo through the checkout line
Breath turns sharp like a dollar sign
Fists swing wild where the discounts sit
Brand new TV with a fresh-made split
People trade bruises for a limited roll
Deal of the year costing half their soul
Bags get torn, elbows crack
One wrong move and the pack attacks
Corporate banners wave like flags of death
Shoppers inhale chaos with every breath
Price slash painted on the wall like blood
Crowd moves heavy like a warehouse flood
Screens ain’t healing what the week destroyed
But people fight hard for the void they avoid
Metal rails rattle with the weight of the crowd
Everyone violent, everyone loud

We bleed for pixels, claw for the beam
Boxing gloves replace credit cards in the scheme
Flat screens shining like a battlefield dream
Black Friday turns angels into a violent team

Sunrise hits when the damage is done
Bruises get counted like the sale we won
Screens in bags but the eyes still lost
Victory hollow when you see the cost
Tape on the floor marks where bodies fell
Echoes of the frenzy still ring like hell
Debt climbs high though the cart looks full
Consumer hunger stays powerful
Corporations watch from an office view
Feeding the fights we already knew
People leave dragging what they grabbed fast
Breathing in smoke from the chaos passed
Flat screens buzzing in a silent room
But the violence lingers like a neon bloom
We fought for a glow that won’t fill the pain
And we’ll do it again when the signs explain

We bleed for pixels, claw for the beam
Boxing gloves replace credit cards in the scheme
Flat screens shining like a battlefield dream
Black Friday turns angels into a violent team

Neon flickers on abandoned carts
Price tags fade but the hunger restarts
Flat screens humming with a cold blue light
Another sale coming, another long night

Fight for Flat Screens

Conozco - Merci pour les orages

CSR (Christian servitor repost)