I grew up in a place
Where the patience
Most of the times doesn't work
Half truths
Run a half marathon
But the silence ends
As it comes up
My God, why
A man cries
But nobody sees it
My God, why
Sad reality in a society
Where my text disturbs them
Because it carries the truth
Little girls want to be fashionable
All because of vanity
Young boys go to jail
When they're still underaged
From an early age fighting
With the authority
Where a smirk
Takes away a friendship
Not enough food in the plate
Plenty of problems at home
Sometimes criminality is the solution
Who fought and who stayed
I close my eyes and see the pain
My granny always spoke
About my grandpa
About having principles
Be a man of value
I learned to not keep hate and bitterness
I learned to never question my Lord
But if you're by my side
Answer my question
My God, please
I grew up in a place
Where the patience
Most of the times doesn't work
Half truths
Run a half marathon
But the silence ends
As it comes up
My God, why
A man cries
But nobody sees it
My God, why
Please tell me why
Sometimes I wish I could understand
I believe in a brighter future
But the noise of the shootings
Makes me contradict myself
Please tell me why
If there's still another life
Beyond this life of mine
Or if the purpose
Is being born to die
And how worth is it to keep material goods
If in the end we're all the same
Living without ever knowing where you go
Bambino you left too early
Please tell me why
I just want to know
What to tell my daughter
She asks where you are
But I dont know
How I will answer her
I grew up in a place
Where the patience
Most of the times doesn't work
Half truths
Run a half marathon
But the silence ends
As it comes up
My God, why
A man cries
But nobody sees it
My God, why