Angelo

He truly feels like an angel who hears
And flies above everything and lives among people
Lou doesn't know how to make himself seen, he doesn't know how to make himself heard
But he tries every moment, he lives outside of time
Lou undresses to understand if he's truly invisible
Or if it's just true that he's a lonely bastard
He fights among people to show that he exists
Lou always feels alone, a bastard son of nothing

When the sky laughs

Gifted, how lucky you can show superiority
Total idiot, full of nothing, a clown with an identity crisis

Gifted loser, sick of too much virility
Stupidity, stupidity
It doesn't give, it's nothing, super loser
Superior to who knows no one

Gifted, super sick, sick of too much mediocrity
Total idiot, full of nothing, a clown with an identity crisis

Overloaded, drugged with ignorance
False abundance, hope of
Winning, winning games that you play against yourself
You play against yourself
But you always lose