Bagagli (Improvvisazione)

I'm that kid from Orange County
Still carrying my dramas
I can't skip meals
I'm hungry for those years (Eh)
The baggage that comes with being depressed
I hope it gets checked in
When the weight gets too heavy
And you can only find a spot at the back
I come from the outcast kids
The ones outside the schools
Who got in trouble
Who sold their stories
Who threw punches
Who smoked in the flower beds
When the night wants, it knows how to give me advice
And not just yawns and paranoia
I've seen dreams turn to ashes
I gave without receiving
In the darkness of my mind, I managed to shine
In a sea of molten lava, I managed to rise
I stretched out my arms and shouted: Hold on to them
But I couldn't grow

Little by little, we lost sight of each other
I still hope to run into you on the street
I know it's just my fantasy
But deep down, I think the idea is enough for me

How many times out of sync, yet I found success
And the reason is that I really believed in it
I felt so proud of myself
And I didn't realize I was disrespecting
This music I write on the fly
It's the rejection of the personality I have inside
And meanwhile, I didn't have the courage to look at myself and know
How much breath wasted learning a trade
Because to do it better than any colleague and not screw Tedua
I stayed silent and created the wait, yeah
And I made my blood boil for the technique, the meter, America
The truth is I felt crushed
Putting my weaknesses up for sale
I was forgetting the method, the gut
The son of a bitch that I am
Grew up in the overpasses inside the blocks
From kids in a reform school
And I want to be an example for you too
But in those years with COVID, I was out of my mind
I was out of my mind, yo
Fuck it if I'm twenty-nine, if five years have passed
I still have that fire and I'm ready to give you my best
Because I'm ready for the worst
I'd rather die, in fact, I'll die on stage
Just take a picture, make a damn painting, yo
I'll do it freestyle, this is The Divine Comedy

Little by little, we lost sight of each other
I still hope to run into you on the street
I know it's just my fantasy
But deep down, I think the idea is enough for me
Little by little, we lost sight of each other
I still hope to run into you on the street
I know it's just my fantasy
But deep down, I think the idea is enough for me