L’inganno c’è, ma non si vede, grazie ai riflettori e ai flash
Che ho perso l’innocenza man mano che ho fatto cash
Ero il pifferaio magico, invece ora sono il re
Hanno ragione gli hater e pure le mie ex
…
To where we got lost, lost
To where we got lost, lost
To where we got lost, lost
To where we got lost, lost
Prima inseguivo la vittoria solo ai videogiochi
Sai, quando gli adulti sei convinto siano tutti idioti
Mi credevo un genio come pochi
Tiravo torte come Steve Aoki e mi sentivo Stephen Hawking
Ma per il mondo è il fatturato che mi definisce
Quindi odio il patriarcato peggio delle femministe
Il body shaming è una vigliaccata
Io invece se mi chiamano: “Brutto pelato” dovrei farmi una risata
Essere maschio è una pressione che non sempre reggo
Mostrarmi forte nascondendo lacrime e spavento
E più passa il tempo, più impallidisco come Michael Jackson
Ma non lo permetto, perché se perdo ho l’AK in casa, è Caporetto
Capo famiglia è peggio di capo ghetto, essere grande ha un prezzo
È tutto sulle mie spalle quando cade il Governo, quando si ottura il cesso
Uomo corretto, tutto d’un pezzo, padre perfetto
Intanto che io diventavo questo, forse ho perso un po’ me stesso
To where we got lost, lost
To where we got lost, lost
To where we got lost, lost
To where we got lost, lost
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2nd Roof – Nella Citè
2nd Roof – 3D
Lost Lyrics English
The deception is there, but it is not seen, thanks to the spotlight and flashes
That I lost innocence as I did cash
I was the magical piper, but now they are the king
Haters are right and my ex are
…
To Where We Got Lost, Lost
To Where We Got Lost, Lost
To Where We Got Lost, Lost
To Where We Got Lost, Lost
First chased victory only to video games
You know, when you are convinced you are all idiots
I thought a genius like few
I pulled cakes like Steve Aoki and I felt Stephen Hawking
But for the world it is the turnover that he defines me
So I hate the worst patriarchy of feminists
Body Shaming is a vigliaccata
But if they call me: “ugly pelato” I should make me a laugh
Being male is a pressure that does not always stand
Show me strong hiding tears and fright
And the more time passes, the more I turn like Michael Jackson
But I don’t allow it, because if I lose I have the AK at home, it’s a capcor
Head of the family is worse than Capo Ghetto, Being great has a price
It’s all about my shoulders when the government falls, when the toll break
Correct man, all a piece, perfect father
Meanwhile, that I became this, maybe I lost a little myself
To Where We Got Lost, Lost
To Where We Got Lost, Lost
To Where We Got Lost, Lost
To Where We Got Lost, Lost
Find more lyrics at westlyrics.com
2nd Roof Lyrics – Lost