La Mia Parte Intollerante

3rd year of a technical high school, a class of classic kids
I have typical Hamlet doubts at 16: To be or not to be pathetic
Oh yes, I wear thick glasses, if you could see
Friends often call me Nessy
Relentless, they press on me like a stencil, Bud Spencer and Terence Hill
Repressed, with big limits
But pumped with biceps of envied stars
Shivers come when they leave bruises trying to act cool
I don't live for soccer, I don't talk about hot girls, I don't wear good clothes
So I'm out of any discussion
No, they don't know me but they throw their punches on my Cyrano-like profile
If you're violent, everyone here respects you
If you're gentle, they laugh at you like they do at Totò
But those as gentle as me know that
When things get dicey
Like a kamikaze drinking sake
I focus around me

I find it very interesting
My intolerant side
That makes me revolted
By all these beautiful people

Next to my desk, a hippie sniffs gunpowder
Says a guy is capable by how many holes he has in his chest
I understand, but I prefer Karol to muscly artists' records
Proud of their criminal past
Caught up in their bellicose poses
While I'm weak and have mono
I study in a class of brawlers
Excited by red blood cells as if they were Bela Lugosi
Keep in mind that I'm emotionally moved
By excessively affectionate gestures
At 16, there are 2 options since
You either become a boxer or like me
Who is weak, has no rules, has outdated stuff
Who detests the cliché of a man who should never ask
Since if you don't ask, you don't know
Since I adore Warhol and Wilde
Since if you look for me, you'll find me in the hustle and bustle of a gay pride
But know that if you provoke me, there will be trouble
Dr. Jackill turns into Mr. Hide
And kills you dead with Raid

I find it very interesting
My intolerant side
That makes me revolted
By all these beautiful people

My dear teachers, I wish there were fewer fucking bullies around
And more gay people
More dreadlocks and fewer Moncler jackets, more Stratocasters and fewer DJs
Call the Blair witch, I have a project in mind
To always remain a teenager. I am very calm but in my mind
I have a latent virus inclined to violent actions
It's increasingly said that I'm a depressed lunatic
Better depressed than assholes who say 'I don't give a fuck'
Why don't they say 'I care'?
Let them screw a cypress
So, my destiny is to be alone with anyone
I'll give my smiles to the beasts
Like Francis of Assisi and Pippi Longstocking

I find it very interesting
My intolerant side
That makes me revolted
By all these beautiful people
I find it very interesting
My intolerant side
That makes me revolted
By all these beautiful people