One last kiss as if it's the last time
I roll another dice and this round, bro, I double
And I made a big deal so as not to think about it again
Full of messages, I'll reply the next day
His lips touching me, fragile emotions
Wounds don't get better, they get worse every day
You thought I was a mythomaniac, now I spend on what I want
Baby, I invest in what I want, I have nightmares, no dreams, now
Time passes on the new clock
It gets better over time, but it only hurt
Who are you fucking with? Be careful, there's always a new one
Baby, give up, stop it, you're always testing me
I'm with angels and demons, with bastards and honorable ones
Here you kill or, yes, they kill you, then we are the guilty ones
From grams we move on to larger packages
When you grow up you understand the mistakes, messes aside
I have a shot on my legs
They don't know what I feel, what I am
You left me alone between anxieties and vacuum-packed packages
So, baby, tell me if you find any remedies
Many have been lost, found and then lost again
Inside these streets where there is no more forgiveness
You left me alone between anxieties and vacuum-packed packages
So you give it up, or you come and believe me, or you don't
Die or live, here we do what we can
And I don't know where we will end up, we will die
I'm sitting comfortably, I take a Percoc'
I am lost with you forever, found again, then lost again
When I die these here will celebrate a birthday
I hate my enemy, I won't shake your hand, subhuman
With other people's asses they're all good, you want applause
The mood goes up and down, she takes off her stockings
She moves it up and down, makes constant movements
In constant movement that the para didn't drop
And if I fail then I try again, you, pussy, you took it
I've been giving you lessons for years, but you still don't learn
Your words slide on the Fendi jacket
Now I smoke on the Seine, before I was in the forest
With plants in the greenhouse, money keeps us awake
They don't know what I feel, what I am
You left me alone between anxieties and vacuum-packed packages
So, baby, tell me if you find any remedies
Many have been lost, found and then lost again
Inside these streets where there is no more forgiveness
You left me alone between anxieties and vacuum-packed packages
So you give it up, or you come and believe me, or you don't
Die or live, here we do what we can