I carry my crosses
I levitate above the lights
And all the voices that speak seduce me
I am clear on how deep they lead, eh
I carry my crosses
I levitate above the lights
And all the voices that speak seduce me
I am clear on how deep they lead, I let them use me
And it sounds, "Ra-ta-ta"
It's another burst
of faith shot towards nowhere
Who will dare to seek something in this city
Without knowing what it is or how much life it might cost?
And how difficult it is to disguise
That we are shadows to be discarded
With what currency are we going to buy
The ticket to the grand theater of the sick social exchange?

The marketing of the new fame
A defeated power that can do nothing
A white noise in chromed heads
Until it stuns to see reality
Nothing else matters
But being able to breathe
Nothing else matters
But the pulse of my truth

Na, na, na, don't talk to me about a tomorrow
Because I'm not clear on how to inhabit today
Tell me, what does that gift save you from?
We're going to burn the same under the red eyes of the sun

Vitamin, dopamine
Candy, adrenaline
Vitamin, dopamine
Candy, adrenaline

She and I are not the same, no
I can't keep up with her rhythm, no, no, no, no
Every day I think the same thing, -thing
I am lost in my own labyrinth
I am moving quietly like Charles Chaplin
This life is going to leave me like Janis Joplin
I just keep going to think about the uncertain
I want to feel like I am a cactus in winter
I am in search of a new violence (No)
I am looking to lose patience
I no longer seek to preserve innocence
I no longer think about what others think, oh

The marketing of the new fame
A defeated power that can do nothing
A white noise in chromed heads
Until it stuns to see reality
Nothing else matters (nothing else matters, no)
But being able to breathe (ah)
Nothing else matters (nothing else matters)
But the pulse of my truth (but the pulse of my truth)

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