Everybody But Me

Lykke Li

Transposer:

easy to play one of my favorites. CAPO 3 Ooh I’m standing in the corner Thinking all I want to What am I to do? Should I go home still sober Should I buy me another glass of wine And forget about time Though my jeans are too tight Don’t feel like dancing And all this light is too bright Don’t feel like shining Though this room is too small I’d rather stand against the wall And hope that no one sees me---- And everybody’s dancing I don’t want to And everybody’s toying I don’t want to And everybody’s laughing I don’t want to Everybody but me And everybody’s drinking I don’t want to And everybody’s using I don’t need more And everybody’s floating I don’t want to Everybody but me yeah I get the creeps from all the people in here I cannot breathe it’s too crowded in here Don’t look at me I don’t wanna be seen Touched; heard; bothered By the fellas who got a look in their eye They wanna take me home without knowing my name They wanna put me on But do they not know is that I’m not like the others And everybody’s dancing I don’t want to And everybody’s toying I don’t want to And everybody’s laughing I don’t want to Everybody but me And everybody’s drinking I don’t want to And everybody’s using I don’t need more And everybody’s floating I don’t want to Everybody but me And everybody’s dancing I don’t want to And everybody’s toying I don’t want to And everybody’s laughing I don’t want to Everybody but me And everybody’s drinking I don’t want to And everybody’s using I don’t need more And everybody’s floating I don’t want to Everybody but me End on G

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La chanson évoque des sentiments de solitude et de désengagement dans un environnement festif. La narratrice se sent à l'écart des autres, observant la joie autour d'elle tout en luttant contre son propre malaise. Elle se demande si elle doit succomber à la tentation de boire pour éviter cette sensation, mais préfère rester en retrait, se sentant incomprise par un monde qui continue à s'amuser sans elle. Le contexte semble être une soirée où elle se sent dépassée par l'agitation et le regard des autres, sans désir de se mêler à la danse ou aux rires. L’atmosphère est à la fois légère et pesante pour elle, reflétant un contraste entre l’euphorie ambiante et son propre état intérieur.

Le Chansonnier