"Alors que les paroles ont été largement modifiées en collaboration, les paroles originales ont d'abord été écrites par Coco pour ce qui est devenu Brand new world. Eric pensait que le thème ne fonctionnait pas bien avec l'atmosphère sombre et épique de la chanson, alors il a composé un morceau plus léger en septembre, une sorte de Techno Reggae, qui correspondrait mieux au texte ironique. C'est un des rares cas où le texte a inspiré la musique plutôt que l'inverse.
Super market love est le titre parfait puisqu’il résume exactement cette chanson. Le thème a fait émerger une pièce totalement différente des autres. Comment s’aimer lorsque l’on ne se regarde plus vraiment.
Comment ressentir et être honnête lorsque la donne est faussée d’entrée de jeu et que même les sentiments sont ubérisés." - Coco Franca
Translation: "The lyrics for 'Supermarket Love' evolved during my collaboration with Eric. The original lyrics were originally written by Coco for what became the song 'Brand New World'. Eric thought the music was not working with the vibe of the lyrics. So he composed a lighter piece in September, a kind of Techno Reggae, that would fit the ironic text better.
It was one of the rare situations where the text inspired the music, rather than the opposite. The theme made a piece emerge that is totally different from the other tracks on the album. It is about how to love yourself deeply when you don't really look at yourself superficially anymore. How to feel and be honest with yourself, when the deal has been skewed from the start and your feelings are intense."
I’m not one of the modern lovers
I’d rather like old fashioned ways
no interest in left-overs
I prefer to live just day by day
But now we are in a giant mall
Where everyone is a piece of meat
They test it all, from small to tall
No one satisfied with it
Please forget me
Even forget my name
No longer call me
I will never play this game
Often -> I tried to feed the system
I swapped a lot to find the one,
wanted the truth so do I claim
I stopped to search, I think I’m done
Letting machines decide for me
No one in there can convince me
to look for depth inside a screen
I’d rather feed my longing spleen
Please forget me
Even forget my name
No longer call me
I will never play this game
How to find the real sensation
To let every sense speaking out
You consume everything so fast
These feelings are just illusions
Impossible to dig those days
The time is always running out
Yes it is my favorite part
To take the time to deeply know
Please forget me
Even forget my name
No longer call me
I will never play this game