Forchetta [English translation]

[Verse]

I live every day like the penultimate one, I think I'll do everything tomorrow

I'm avoiding taking on

I don't know if I'm going to take it or throw myself under the train

I write when I feel depressed

I'm afraid that my life will run between my fingers

I still haven't found out what's wrong

But, bro I think it's me

I think solving problems is beyond me

My parents left me alone and a big apartment

Empty

If I complain I'm just a dirty little bastard

Nothing goes by but time, I'm empty

It's freezing my blood, I'm empty

Nothing makes sense, empty

Coarse thoughts and fine ideas

I'm avoiding girls. I'm afraid I look stupid and vile

After the commissioner's son, this is the boss's son

Son of the boss, so-so-son of the boss

The existence: a figuration job

I'm really stimulating, and that's pure politeness

To all my exes who thought I was unstable

Love lasts 3 minutes in a bar bathroom

I saw the sun disappearing behind the clouds one too many autumn days

The calm after the storm, my balls by the water's edge

I'm totally drunk. I'm just adding random chicks on Facebook.

I'm flying in like Redbull's commercial

I hope I'll end up with a beautiful redhead girl

I do prods and dance in my dressing room in my bathrobe

Is that sorely distressing? Or am I three years early?

I dunno

What do my parents want from me? I'm thinking about it while I'm going down the slope

I spend all day wondering if I'm gonna throw up

My lighter doesn't work anymore. I have blisters on the thumb

I can't sleep on my feet anymore. I quit the economy

We don't know each other but I know your profile pictures

I'm not part of the group, people don't talk to me, I don't give a shit

My kids will be in trouble for now they're in this dirty sheet

I lied to you if I said "Don't worry, I'll stay the same"

I miss you so much more after a couple of beers

It's horrible: I think of all the girls I'll never fuck, I get emotional

My ex only remember of bad memories with me

They'd rather never have known me as the Tecktonik

"Buena serra bella!", I have an Italian great-grandfather, but I can't say anything except "fork"

Forchetta, forchetta, forchetta, forchetta

I'm making a single, I don't know if you're gonna like it