Misère

I’m always running from misery
What do they want from me?
Now that I’ve made some cash
Everyone’s got something to say

I’m always running from misery (hey)
What do they want from me?
Now that I’ve made some cash
Everyone’s got something to say (hey)
When I still think of you
My head says every beginning has an end (hey)
Now I think more about me
I don’t want to see or hear from you anymore (hey)
Don’t want to see or hear (hey hey)

I don’t give a damn about seeing you, about hearing you
I haven’t heard from my mom in years
And not even my dad
You think a guy like me can suffer?
I’ve never suffered for love, but for my freedom
Sooner or later we’ll get out of this
And then we’ll see who’s been talking shit
And I swear to you, you talk a lot of crap
You’ll end up like the scum in Bogotá
They know in Milan who tells the truth
They know who’s talking nonsense and who’s real
They know well I started from zero
I’m not with the others, look closely into my eyes, bro
I see everything, I pretend, I’ve got an empire (yeah)
I can’t just shoot the first one that comes my way
Sooner or later we’ll see each other again
Either in this life or maybe in the afterlife

I’m always running from misery (hey)
What do they want from me?
Now that I’ve made some cash
Everyone’s got something to say (hey)
When I still think of you
My head says every beginning has an end (hey)
Now I think more about me
I don’t want to see or hear from you anymore (hey)
Don’t want to see or hear (hey hey)

We were the kids under the block
So many good memories, I look at my past in a G-Class
The older I get, the more I realize
How much time I wasted being closed off
While people were spying
My life is a fucking bitch
But I’ve fucked it, bitch (ha ha ha)
Black tracksuit, fuck your bandana
I pass through customs with the whi- (ha ha ha)
I’m surrounded by soldiers
They’re used to coming and going like it’s home but
I handle all my personal issues on my own
Otherwise, I can’t sleep at night, bro
Don’t tell me what the hell to do
Let me get my head straight
You pay for what you did in elementary school
(And I can’t forget)

I’m always running from misery (hey)
What do they want from me?
Now that I’ve made some cash
Everyone’s got something to say (hey)
When I still think of you
My head says every beginning has an end (hey)
Now I think more about me
I don’t want to see or hear from you anymore (hey)
Don’t want to see or hear (hey hey)