stronza bipolare [English translation]

You were so bipolar that

when we did it, it was a thing in three

even if we were alone me and you.

i have saved you with two names in my cell

and you ask me how I am doing? Good, in fact, bad

there are nights that I wake up

And I never cease to gasp, but yes, amen

I ask you not to pass, equal steps

you leave so much bitterness in the mouth that I could chew it

never challenge a madman more than you

do not trust good people

the TG will ask you of me

say: how strange I have always greeted ''

I adore you even if you are a living anxiety

Crazy of me, crazy of mind

You've made me a thousand, but it passes my mind

What would my analyst say?

I am the type who leaves the doors opened

that laugh even not having fun

probably you are always crazy

You have also ruined my previous life

maybe I was better when you were

the truth hurts, the lies hurt more

you are a bitch and bipolar therefore I talk to you in plural

tell me many times that you hate me

In both ways and there is nothing to do

because with you I never know with whom I am talking

you are a bitch and bipolar

you are two people with the same face

you are a bitch and bipolar

your heart is divided into two

A two-room apartment in which there is little space and I live badly

I see you far away too

Bifocal lens, you are my bipolar star

and you say yes later you write no rest here, in the balance

I give everything, but for you, it is the minimum

With your messages, they assemble me

You say that I'm not what I used to be

I am no longer hanged from your lips but from a rope

it seems to be in Alaska when we met

so fragile that I feel guilty about squeezing you

And since you've decided to leave

I don't see the sun anymore

You can go out of your mind, leave for

Come to my world, Atlantis

we are serious

I am like a present that you don't like

But for which you say thank you and say "You should not"

Also, empty the glasses of the crap you drink

Love is blind but it kills you, Daredevil

Perhaps I was better when you were there

the truth hurts, the lies more

you are a bitch and bipolar therefore I talk to you in plural

tell me many times that you hate me

In both ways and there is nothing to do

because with you I never know with whom I talk

you are a bitch and bipolar

you are two people with the same face

you are a bitch and bipolar