How beautiful we were in these old photos
Two hammers even if we didn't hit a nail
You and I escaped from a poisonous neighborhood
Unlike them, we have transformed eternit into gold
There, where you choose or work for two pennies or sell pieces
For us it was a mine of diamonds in the rough
Loose clothes, close friends
We had the vision even without making mushrooms
But that wasn't enough for ours
We didn't want an Italian story
With the first one that fits
We didn't want to grow up
But it happened all of a sudden
And do all the things that
Even dying young you can't anymore because
Now you have the family and it's up to you
We didn't want to grow up
Like Frank Sinatra with the Mafia
But then it becomes work and work becomes anxiety
Like you feel lonely running the show
Then give yourself a high five, but without looking at each other
Just because the winning team doesn't change
But if you're in a cage, sooner or later you get angry
Like a kid carrying the ball
So that after we wrote the manual
About turning a partner into a rival
About how to measure life and success
That if it's bad for me, I enjoy it because it's worse for you
We didn't want to grow up
But it happened all of a sudden
And do all the things that
Even dying young you can't anymore because
Now you have the family and it's up to you
We didn't want to grow up
(What, what, what a trip, what a way-trip)
(What, what, what, what, what a-trip, trip, what a trip)
We really hated each other
She left you and I laughed
And I wasn't at the funeral
So fuck the pride
We were two assholes in fact we function as a couple
In life you choose friends
That they love each other even when they go to war
We didn't want to grow up
But it happened all of a sudden
And do all the things that
Even dying young you can't anymore because
Now you have the family and it's up to you
We didn't want to grow up
(But it's a nice trip, but it's a nice trip, but it's a nice trip)