IN NOME DEL PADRE

I tried to free myself from that sense of unwanted
And I failed a thousand times but I tried
I put weights on my back and then I fell
I lost blood from my nose and I got up

But at twenty I already wonder if I'm too tired
If what I need is what I desired
If one day I will truly be fulfilled
And I'm scared

And you stay a hand's breadth from my ass, dickhead
I always chose to be one and only one
Touch the sky and come back to eat the asphalt
Sometimes I cried, but that's not what stops me
I want my redemption

You stay a hand's breadth from my ass, dickhead
I chose to be one and only one
Touch the sky and come back to eat asphalt
In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit

Ah, ah, ah, hey
In the name of the Father, the Son, Holy Spirit
Ah, ah, ah, hey
In the name of the Father, the Son, Holy Spirit

Ah, ah, ah, hey
In the name of the Father, the Son, Holy Spirit
Ah, ah, ah, hey
In the name of the Father, the Son, Holy Spirit

Make room, make a lot of it
Because now the world is not enough for me, the stage is not enough
They called me in every way, even coward
I died more than a hundred times, never died in vain

You tell me what you're hiding, what do you have in your hand?
Why after you looked at me you call me crazy?
If you think I've changed, that I'm someone else
You haven't understood shit, so why the fuck are you looking at me?

You stay a hand's breadth from my ass, I repeat
I chose to look further than what I see
I don't forget my past, I don't deny it
You hit hard, but I don't fall, I stay standing

You stay a hand's breadth from my ass, dickhead
I chose to be one and only one
Touch the sky and come back to eat asphalt
In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit

Ah, ah, ah, hey
In the name of the Father, the Son, Holy Spirit
Ah, ah, ah, hey
In the name of the Father, the Son, Holy Spirit

Ah, ah, ah, hey
In the name of the Father, the Son, Holy Spirit
Ah, ah, ah, hey
In the name of the Father, the Son, Holy Spirit

For what I've lived, the time I've wasted
You thought I was dead and then I was reborn
Have they ever told you what it's like to be an artist?
Of everything I've lost, what I've sacrificed

Of not having a voice, running out of breath
Of having a thousand people waiting for you to make a mistake
Knowing that every wrong step will be condemned
I often wonder if I was just lucky

And my anger doesn't subside
I hope my past will be taken away by the paper
He's crazy, this is crazy, ask why I do it
In the name of the Father, the Son, Holy Spirit