And even if they are stories already written, I see silhouettes falling from the sky with a bowler hat, René Magritte, you want some fucking answers that I don’t have, that I can’t find, I don’t move like a target like them, the mechanism is the other way around: consume, earn and work. It’s an adult world and those who make mistakes down here do it like pros, you can go fuck yourself ASAP already, here where I am, love is random, pack rules, for a bone we tear each other apart among brothers, vomiting. On the counter another Moscow Mule, on stage a monster without cares, the black has no shades paints these my fears. In this shit, I’m the AD, the CEO, the only employee, UNCLE, what’s mine I’ve earned with sweat. We started looking for the noise and after the sound, that’s why I don’t have a heart and there's a racket in my skull. You already know who I am, you widen your eyes in the dark, kneeling and praying, every rhyme fragments, divides, breaks, SEE Gemitaiz - 14 Si va ft. Gemello e Mystic 1 - Quello che vi consiglio Vol 5