Anche a vent'anni si muore

I realize now that I've changed, it’s not fun
I can't find my t-shirts in the closet, what a bummer
Maybe it’s just a bit of the effect of a woman
Who says she loves you and sometimes doesn’t come back
And I feel empty, I know little about myself

And maybe not, I never really get it
How I am and what will become of me
I’ve got it all on me, but you already know

I notice it now, because growing up is scary
I look inside and I don’t have anyone, anyone
And really, yeah, really, everything passes
And I know that I’ll pass too
Today when I can’t see myself, can’t see myself
Maybe it’s true that it’s late to seek God
I promise it’ll be better, better
Outside there’s just noise, noise
Even at twenty, you die

I don’t know how far I can push myself to numb a bit
Growing up doesn’t mean being free, you can’t go back
The more I move forward, the more I realize I’ve taken from my parents
I disappear one day, one night, one life, they ask me: Where are you?
I don’t even dream it, but sometimes I feel that way
I talk about you and tremble, I’m under a train
And maybe not, I never really get it
How I am and what will become of me
I’ve got it all on me, but you already know

I notice it now, because growing up is scary
I look inside and I don’t have anyone, anyone
And really, yeah, really, everything passes
And I know that I’ll pass too
Today when I can’t see myself, can’t see myself
Maybe it’s true that it’s late to seek God
I promise it’ll be better, better
Outside there’s just noise, noise
Even at twenty, you die

You die, you die
A bit from boredom, a bit from mistakes
There’s something in the air
I open my arms and then I fly away

Today when I can’t see myself, can’t see myself
Maybe it’s true that it’s late to seek God
I promise it’ll be better, better
Outside there’s just noise, noise, noise, noise, mhm