Official Music Video of Christine and the Queens, "Doesn't matter"<br />"CHRIS", new album out on September 21, 2018<br /><br />➡️http://smarturl.it/CATQChris<br /><br />Based on an original idea by Christine and the Queens<br />Directed by Colin SOLAL CARDO<br />Produced by La Blogothèque<br />Executive Producer: Christophe ‘Chryde’ ABRIC<br />Production managers: Slavica DEPIKOLO et Anousonne<br />SAVANCHOMKEO<br />Production administrator: Jonathan ANDRÉ<br />Dancer/Performer: Romain GUILLERMIC<br />Director of Photography: Julien VÉRON<br />1st Assistant Camera: Just-Aurèle MEISSONNIER<br />2nd Assistant Camera: Paul THOMAS<br />2nd Assistant Camera: Nicolas VOISIN<br />Video assistant: Lucas HENRIETTE<br />Crane operator: Philippe MOURIER<br />Gaffer: Paul TEXIER<br />Electrician: Augustin BENTZ<br />Crane electrician: Laurent PICAUD<br />Key Grip: Philippe CANU<br />Rigger: Charly REMIGEREAU<br />Rigger: Franck BONOMI<br />Stylist: Xénia Settel<br />Stunt coordination: Jérôme GASPARD<br />Location manager: Thomas GENTIL<br />Assistant location manager: Fehti BELDJILALI<br />Post-production manager: Nicolas ROCHETTE<br />Post Production: St-Louis<br />Edit: Colin SOLAL CARDO & Hugo LEMANT<br />Color grading: Sylvain CANAUX<br />SFX: Léo VERDIER<br /><br />Special thanks to: Vantage, Hiventy, Kodak, Arpi Corp, LERAT Location, Transpalux, DCA, NEXITY, Backstage Catering, Studio St-Louis...<br /><br />---<br /><br />Lyrics:<br /><br />I’m lingering on when they kiss <br />Leaning towards this abyss<br />And of lately the only people I can stare<br />Are the unraveled ones with their hands laying bare<br />But their hands are numb and empty<br />Their dull silence soothes me <br />Loud whispers in my back as if I couldn’t hear<br />Thought I left ghosts behind but they’re just coming near<br />It doesn’t matter, does it <br />If I know any exit <br />If I believe in god and if god does exist<br /> <br />Rage as a fabric, through and through <br />Like that gaze they used to do <br />Cause those suicidal thoughts that are still in my head<br />Give her that awful side-smile when I lay in bed<br /> It doesn’t matter, does it <br />If I know any exit <br />If I believe in god and if god does exist<br /> She’s barely feeding, but she’ll deny<br />Ribbon-legged, she passes by<br />Until she surrenders in the midst of the street<br />And the guys simply stare but continue to eat<br />It doesn’t matter, does it <br />If I know any exit <br />If I believe in god and if god does exist<br /> <br />And if I am cast out cause I wanted some more <br />And if this guy dances way too close to the shore<br />And if I could just push this door chalked on the wall<br />And if after the void there’s somewhere else to fall<br /> Forget I said it<br />I soliloquize<br />It’s stinging nettle<br />Their hands on their thighs<br />Run if you stole a shard of sunlight<br />Don’t ever tell them, I’ve got your back<br />Choking to tears with shards of sunlight<br />Run if you stole a shard of sunlight <br />Save all you can <br />You won't be found<br />And never come back
