Paura d'amare

At four in the morning, I wake up sweating
under the blinding light of a TV
I'm tired of myself and I go to bed dressed
there's no pay for this other pain
she's a bitch too, she has no peace
she takes everything 'cause she doesn't know what she wants
and my jealousy turns fierce
it's just an excuse to hurt myself
and the road at night becomes a funnel
but it's not a video game where you can mess up
and I feel like crying and asking for help
I have nothing to lose and nothing to give
I'm afraid of loving
But life in the pack is a tough lesson
in the trap of smoke sellers
my generation fell for it with me
this world doesn't care about anyone anymore
but why to have, you gotta steal
like poor devils in the trash
a story of sex that seems like love
or the immense miracle of friendship
the sheep are already in the club
while they dance, the soul doesn't know what to do
and in the bathroom, a pathetic 'W the pussy'
it's just need and fear of loving
fear of loving
No, you gotta say no to not die here
in this age of useless and violent days
no, you gotta get away from this freedom
from this hypocrisy, look ahead and not be
afraid of loving
Now enough, now enough with these complaints
I'm grown, I know I gotta break out of this cage
we want from others and never give anything
now enough with these jackets of anger
like a dream, the night melts into dawn
it's the same old story, you gotta mess up
and carry life and pay for the blame
and find every day the courage to have
fear of loving
No, you gotta say no and not throw yourself away into the unhappiness
of a life with the lights off, no, the truth isn't there
you can be reborn, everyone has inside them
a big void to fill that's just fear of loving.