Whats-Her-Face

Christine and the Queens

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[Verse 1] N.C.                          B How their soft skin brings me pain For each team has its captain Sun straight down as the game is done Proudly tired out of breath for some It’s been years since that playground It’s been years since that playground N.C.                      B My bubblin’ face tangled hair Like gloomy thoughts to separate Recreation looks easy for some Nosebleeds dismissed with a cruel hum It’s been years since that playground It’s been years since that playground    [Chorus] I’m forever what’s-her-face (Ever ever) (Ever ever ever ever)    (Ever ever ever ever)    Eyes closed and fast pace (Ever ever)    (Ever ever ever ever)    (Ever ever ever ever)    [Verse 2] N.C.                B It was hard to remember So my name became a slur A-more-or-less giving a faint strum Singing for sure singing for none And that is why tonight I won’t come And that is why tonight I won’t come Their beads had ringing appeal If I’m not sick that’s how I feel See the dreamer she’s out to be found Seek the dreamer she’s out to be found It’s been years since that playground It’s been years since that playground    [Chorus] I’m forever what’s-her-face (Ever ever) (Ever ever ever ever)    (Ever ever ever ever)    Eyes closed and fast pace (Ever ever)    (Ever ever ever ever)    (Ever ever ever ever)   

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Cette chanson évoque des souvenirs d'enfance mêlés à un sentiment d'aliénation. Elle parle du choc entre la douceur des moments passés et la douleur émotionnelle associée à la nostalgie. Le propos se concentre sur l'idée d'être invisible, de se sentir réduit à une simple étiquette, ce qui rend le passage du temps encore plus amer. L'image du terrain de jeu évoque des expériences partagées, mais aussi le poids de l'oubli et de l'isolement. On ressent une quête d'identité et un désir d'être reconnu, tout en naviguant entre les échos de rires et les blessures du passé.