Yeah, there are three arguing outside the window
They pull out a bag coming out of a Ford Fiesta
The third one runs away towards a narrower street
He knows the neighborhood well, he doesn't have to choose in a hurry
Yes, they had told you not to start a war
To throw that grass away, away from Renato Serra
It's over, they find him there sitting on the ground
He closes his eyes and the sweatshirt while they aim at his head and

Yeah, two boys are kissing outside the window
There's snow falling, the frame is the same
She wants to change, he refuses the schemes
He doesn't know the boundaries, but he knows the problems
Those don't bring money, but bad arguments
Two guys at number 20, they plant it at twenty
It's better to cut it better with the heat of those knives
His life is a war, count the space you take
Count the space you sell and he knows what he can do to her
But also what he can do to him like taking them both away
Certain precious things, no, you don't love to leave them
These painful stories are a blade to the flesh
For every mother who cries, a boy cheats fate
He cleans his cheeks, he remembers him as a child
Beyond a net and a garden
Beyond the smoke and the manholes
It seems the city breathes
It seems my heart breathes

Ok, ok, yeh, yeh
When it's evening I smoke cream
We stand together below zero, no one trembles
I who to save you, discount the penalty
I who to save you, blades in the back
Yeh yeh, full moon, I change the scheme
If I think about it I know well, it's worth it
I'm there too, don't worry, no problem
I free those chains, like on a swing
Yeh, yeh, oh-oh, how many are the things you don't know, oh-oh
You have to tell me now if you're in, oh-oh
(You have to tell me now if you're in, oh-oh)

Tell me if you're in now, so I stress
Without beating around the bush, yes or no, dry
I'm tired, it's cold outside and it's late
You have eyes full of doubts because I can count them
With the fear that fucks you, the sizes always too short
The list of crooked things, the spleen that bursts, runs
We enter, we exit, if everything goes smoothly
In two minutes like a virgin from a slut
Don't tell me we're going home like two idiots
You forgot my dick in the other pants
You did manual labor
A year at work, in a hatch
A year with drugs and the Uno that doesn't moderate
A judge reprimands, an office places you
Society does not tolerate, what you feel is anger
You know how I know all these things
Because I've always been you, asshole

Hey, ye, yey, when it's evening I smoke cream
We stand together below zero, no one trembles
I who to save you, discount the penalty
I who to save you, blades in the back
Yeh-yeh, full moon, I change the scheme
If I think about it I know well, it's worth it
I'm there too, don't worry, no problem
I free those chains, like on a swing
Yeh, yeh, oh-oh, how many are the things you don't know, oh-oh
You have to tell me now if you're in, oh-oh
(You have to tell me now if you're in, oh-oh)

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