La Vita Veramente

The computer serves me to witness things
The phone serves me to express myself
And more rarely to communicate
Midnight serves me to establish a boundary

Between the need to speak and the ability to think
I hate artists, narcissists
But I'm crazy about myself
And they break on me
Because all the relationships I buy

Fall apart on me
And I want too much
And I spend a lot
Tell me how it is
And tell me how it is
And tell me how it is
And tell me how it is

I've never been able to talk for hours
Without thinking that I'm doing it
And tell me what it is
And tell me what it is
And tell me what it is

The real life
And we never have
A true opinion
A sincere soul
A pure emotion
But how do you do it?

You, who seem serious
Reveal all the tricks to me
Propose dreams to me
And screw the money
We'll think about that
When we're grown up

The intercom serves to eliminate suspicions
The elevator to save a bit of breath
And to look at myself in the mirror while you wait
The morning serves me to justify a coffee
The coffee for my first cigarette
My first cigarette for all the others
I hate cyclists

All the tourists
And I'm tired of myself
Actually tired of you
That lately I barely know you
And I always try to get rid of you
But I can't
Tell me how it is

And tell me how it is
And tell me how it is
And tell me how it is
I've never been able to dance for hours
Without thinking that I'm doing it
And tell me what it is

And tell me what it is
And tell me what it is
The real life
And we never have
A true opinion

A sincere soul
A pure emotion
But how do you do it?
You, who seem serious
Reveal all the tricks to me
Propose dreams to me
And screw the money
We'll think about that
When we're grown up
Tell me how it is
And tell me how it is
And tell me how it is
Tell me what it is
And tell me what it is
And tell me what it is

Tell me how it is
I've never been able to talk for hours
Without thinking that I'm doing it
And tell me what it is
And tell me what it is
And tell me what it is
The real life
Tell me how it is
And tell me how it is
And tell me how it is
And tell me how it is
I've never been able to dance for hours
Without thinking that I'm doing it
And tell me what it is
And tell me what it is
And tell me what it is
The real life