Doing good, doing bad, it's human indeed
A kind of checkmate that never ends
I'm fed up, I have the dead, I have the demon struggling
Only highs, only lows, only words that start
Only bars, without purpose, diddi-bang, without effect
No wonder the youth all want to be under the influence
When you see where the world is going
You tell yourself that all this leads nowhere

Hey, two months ago, I was lost, I couldn't find myself (I couldn't find myself)
Because I had started a whole new beginning (new beginning)
Today, I feel better, I feel repaired
Because there are news that come which I didn't expect
And the goal isn't even the big stages
Since I was little, I don't like to negotiate
I prefer when the natural takes over
I don't like when new encounters are forced
So I take a step back, but I see that everything is calculated
I'm not fatalistic but I see that relationships are not all
Well-intentioned
I surround myself only with passionate people
It's with them that I feel like myself, that I feel alive
That I feel real (that I feel real)

Today, I feel real, hey
Today, I feel real, yeah, yeah
Today, I feel real

Doing bad, it's human indeed
A kind of checkmate that never ends
I'm fed up, I have the dead, I have the demon struggling
Only highs, only lows

It's as if the world resents you, resents you
As if you hadn't stolen, oh my
In the past, pains stuck
A reminder is never worth a hundred "should have"
We don't have the same friends, we don't have the same pros
Not the same projects so not the same problems
I bet we're both incognito
Telling the same story in different poems
So forget the certification, forget all that
It rots the head, rots the heart
You're not at fault if you don't have your skin
Do what you love and everything will come on its own
I feel you solitary, out of fear of others
They don't have a third of your courage
If they only saw what you're going to become
Those cowards would cling to your heels

Doing good, doing bad, it's human indeed
A kind of checkmate that never ends
I'm fed up, I have the dead, I have the demon struggling
Only highs, only lows, only words that start
Only bars, without rest, diddi-bang, without effect
No wonder the youth all want to be under the influence
When you see where the world is going
You tell yourself that all this leads nowhere

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