LYRICS GAME

I'm nobody

I know it from the start

With peace on my face

And suicide in my heart

How I burn with rage

I don't know how to tell it

So I smile at the camera

With the sea in the background

I write a letter on the pillow

Forgetting myself, I dream I'm a kid

My feeling was wrong

That they were all nice people

Arrogantly I find myself thinking about it

That only the bastards won

That you were more than a clown, you coward

But that's it

And if it passes, I'll be here

And if it stays, I'll be here

It doesn't come back, I say, 'No'

It hides, I say, 'No'

Anyway it passes and I'll be here

I'll stay here, you won't be here

In one, two, at most three years

The liars' paradise

They loved me right or wrong

Like a winning gladiator

Then throw the body into the sea

Because dying is my best talent

I can't find virtues in me even if I look for them

You're nobody, Ulysses, you know how to blind them

Hypocrisy is your art, I admire it

I'd debate it for hours, but I've got three nights at San Siro

(yeah)

And if it passes, I'll be here

And if it stays, I'll be here

It doesn't come back, I say, 'No'

It hides, I say, 'No'

Anyway it passes and I'll be here

I'll stay here, you won't be here

In one, two, at most three years

Among liars

We'll smash everything with our voice into a thousand pieces

While the whole world sings a song of ours

I'm yours, Rome, this love makes me a father

Like a mother watching her child triumph

And I'll tear a smile from you while you stand still and cry

And you'll feel loved after the shoves and kicks

Son, friend, angel, brother while I tremble

F*ck whoever hates us, I don't smile but I don't fear

Think of the first time you said, 'I love you'

The first time that, after a year, we hug

The first time we don't hate ourselves in the mirror

Born losers, now watch as we win

And for you I'll be here

If you want, I'll be here

I'll help you say, 'No'

It's late among the liars

And if it passes, I'll be here

And if it stays, I'll be here

It doesn't come back, I say, 'No'

It hides, I say, 'No'

Anyway it passes and I'll be here

I'll stay here, you won't be here

In one, two, at most three years

The liars' paradise

I'm back

I'm back

And tell me what you'll do?

That you don't write songs because you don't fall in love

And if you do write them, it's with at least five other writers

Then write one yourself, a love song

But, but, but, but in the parentheses I only want to see your name as author

Then tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me

Tell me what you'll do, now that I'm back

I'm back, I'm back b*tches