MULTIPLASTIKA
DaMorte
MULTIPLASTIKA
Leaving the party with a face like a mess
My mind's gone schizophrenic
My jaw's shaking
I swear I won't go out like this again
I tell myself, already thinking about the next time
I light one up, take off, and fly
Through this impressionist scene I can't grasp
I swear it's the last time, but I do it again
Time and time again, I'll die trying
I smoke slow, waiting for the moment
To pull off the long-awaited attack on time
But I always run into some setback
Maybe I'm not the one writing this story and
I can't find sincere love anymore
My apologies come with conditions
All that's left is rum and joints from the dealer
With the bill at zero and luck in the ashtray
A whole life reflected in the eyes of the warrior
Those dogs are digging their own grave
And forgive me, God, I don't want any of this
Another joint and boom boom boom, let’s go
Pour some wine in the jug, man, I'm coming down from this high
I'm not a greyhound, I'm a pitbull that's gone skinny
Who hasn't found his place, who hasn't found his food
And I keep searching, but I can't find it anywhere
The tide keeps rising and I'm drowning in this lake
Every day I'm crazier, every day thinner
Damn, someone let this soldier rest
'Cause my chest is empty, screaming for a shot
I want nothing and I want everything, I'm a loser
Bitch life, girl life, bitch
In the end, everything changes and I don't know what to expect
And I don't know what's worse
And I won't come down, I like to jump the fence
Even if there's a door to get in
And your crew goes into panic when the creeps show up
Yulen with the girls and the kicks all muddy
And I only feel heat when I smoke another blunt
And I'm fed up
Come on, man, since when is there no color?
What do I do with this pain?
Dude, I got no plastic left
I chew and swallow this without sauce for this bad taste
You lack the guts, you sons of bitches, to end this war
No wonder I hold a grudge
My bro tells me while he rolls one up
That I'm hanging with bad company, yeah
That I need to change my life
And I, if I could, wouldn't hesitate
But then, who knows?
In the end, I always put it off for another day
I end up leaving the party with a face like a mess
My mind's gone schizophrenic
My jaw's shaking
I swear I won't go out like this again
I tell myself, already thinking about the next time
Forgive me, Mom
I can't live like those people
I can't feel what they feel
I'm brave
I'm gonna take this life head-on
It's not about the position, it's pure rage grinding my teeth
Damn, enough already, my head's gonna explode
If I’m not crying, it’s 'cause I’m high as a kite
I was looking for my happiness
And in the end, I get home another damn weekend feeling pathetic