Momenti no [English translation]

I'm in the water in this bathtub in which I throw a hair dryer turned on

I would like to meet you between a hundred years hanged with Ron

I become aggressive and if I'm not, I'll learn it

When I'll see you come in my house, I'll shoot you

A couple of years ago I was too stupid, I know

But I'm paying a price that I'll not forget

I'm in down therefore the worst is that I'll aggravate

A bomb-man,I'll elude my self destroying me

My heart still beat, but only for a while

Drinking in my car, a collision at one houndred per hour with this Renault

And my name on this tombstone, not in a borderau

My face still in tears since you said:"No"

And I'll meet many women that I'll treat worse

On this nail my forehead, in a second I'll hit it

Every time that you ask me how I condem myself

Until the next month with my salary, so

(Refrain)

How many bad times

How many projects and even though I love you, it doesn't work well between us

But if I meet you in the street with another boy, I don't know

I'll take my hand on his neck, I'll tighten and I'll throttle him!

I'm surrounded by mads that confound my inner

My mother is paranoid, she prays and hopes in this "God"

I'm so confused that I forget my name

I destroy my house with my uncle's van

Because I'm depressed, I have crisis of persecution

I'm ready to the inspection when I go down to the station

I want more bitches near my house, before it explodes for design's flows

I have a deformation, my head is boiling

We are not a projection, we are helpless

I drug the circulation of my blood in secretion

And I push up to the infection, collapsing at breakfast

If I appeared on television, I would be the man that stab

A cut in the belly, tearing the body of Jucas Casella

I spit on the tomb of Pacciani, death in prison

And I'll throttle every your boyfriend: Or you'll be mine or you'll be spinster

(Refrain)

I'm not interested on your comments, do you want to know why?

I thought too many bad things about me

I was going to the boarding school when it was the 1993

Because my only interests were not up to much

When I talk with my father, I feel cold inside me

Because he doesn't speak with my mother, and she doesn't talk with me

I'm a crazy rambling, insane as you, that becomes schizophrenic in class (What the fuck?)

I've got holes behind my back made by my friends

They've wondered about me:"He thinks only for itself!"

This is selfishness, my nervousness has nothing to do wtih coffee

And the pessimism sprout with the hate that already exists

I haven't cash, that's why I don't travel, at least I make my self a bidet

But I ask for a loan to my colleague and I buy a 33 (gun)

For shoot myself in the office when my boss is out

Half brain, motherfucker, I squeeze you on the parquet!

• Artist:Fabri Fibra
• Album:Mister Simpatia