I've tried to free myself from that sense of being unwanted
And I've failed a thousand times but I've tried
I've put weights on my back and then I fell
I've lost blood from my nose and I got up
But at twenty years I already wonder if I'm too tired
If what I need is what I've desired
If one day I'll really succeed to be accomplished
You stay an inch from my ass, d*ckhead
I've always chosen to be one and one only
Touch the sky and return to eating the asphalt
Sometimes I've cried, but that's not what stops me
You stay an inch from my ass, d*ckhead
I've chosen to be one and only one
Touch the sky and return to eating asphalt
In the name of the Father, of the Son and Holy Spirit
In the name of the Father, of the Son, Holy Spirit
In the name of the Father, of the Son, Holy Spirit
Because now the world is not enough for me, the stage is not enough for me
They've called me in every way, even a coward
I died more than a hundred times, never died in vain
You tell me what you're hiding, what's in your palm?
Why do you call me crazy after you look at me?
If you think that I've changed, that I'm someone else
You don't understand shit, so why the hell are you looking at me?
You stay an inch from my ass, I repeat it
I've chosen to look further ahead than what I see
My past I don't forget, I don't deny it
Hit hard, I don't fall, I stay standing
You stay an inch from my ass, d*ckhead
I've chosen to be one and only one
Touch the sky and return to eating asphalt
In the name of the Father, of the Son and Holy Spirit
In the name of the Father, of the Son, Holy Spirit
In the name of the Father, of the Son, Holy Spirit
For what I've lived, the time that I've wasted
You thought that I was dead and then I was reborn
Have they ever told you what it's like to be an artist?
Of everything that I've lost, that I've sacrificed
Of not having a voice, being breathless
Of having a thousand people who wait for your mistake
Knowing that every misstep will be condemned
I wonder often if I was just lucky
And I don't overcome the motion of my anger
I hope that my past takes away the paper
He's crazy, this is crazy, ask why I do it
In the name of the Father, of the Son, Holy Spirit