LYRICS GAME

Okay, okay

I'll tell you a small-town story

The less you listen, the more it starts over

I'll tell you a story tonight

The less you believe it, the more it comes true

And in my head I only wanted silence

I ran toward joy but came in third

I wanted happiness like in a dream

But it's almost a year I haven't slept a second

And I think only about the crash

Friends pretend nothing happened

And more than one witness, yet

I'm dead, nobody shouts it

Enough

Look among things to find their casual beauty

Just

By catching its instinct you finally give in to certainty

Because

Answers are hidden, abandoned in a memory and its reflection

Maybe

You look for an angel but everyone is the angel of others and of themselves

I live like I've been stoned

But one stone a day

I wait for the lethal one

Yet I don't flinch

I read letters, conjugated in the present

Verb form: 'I can't, I'm staying absent'

Always free

Satisfied with nothing

Still a castaway

Obviously the time will come

Enough

Look among things to find their casual beauty

Just

By catching its instinct you finally give in to certainty

Because

Answers are hidden, abandoned in a memory and its reflection

Maybe

You look for an angel but everyone is the angel of others and of themselves

I'm my own angel, that's why I don't believe in me

Free from excess but slave to rhymes and lexicon

I pray, staring at my reflection in puddles

While a Lambo splashes mud on my jeans and parka

I don't have more problems than others

Just more time to think about them, like the well-off

You say, 'Online everything's top, so it's good to be there'

Life also lays down the stops

Life is still stuck at telegrams

I don't flaunt my pain like a banner

Even though I'd be doing myself a favor since it boosts the audience

'Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow', same plot, Sophia Loren

I gotta wake myself up, time blows the hours away

I set off from scratch, heart of gold, ex-voto

I fill the void, I explode

I know one day I'll just be a former celeb

I head out, fly under the strobes

Then I seize you in the dream, hands on your neck and shake

Till you scream under the sheet, 'Enough now'

Look among things to find their casual beauty

Just

By catching its instinct you finally give in to certainty

Because

Answers are hidden, abandoned in a memory and its reflection

Maybe

You look for an angel but everyone is the angel of others and of themselves