You have to believe me when I say there is someone in the house
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Wearing my stuff, it changes the lyrics I write
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Then empty the fridge
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And if one day you find yourself with someone in the house
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That you never meet, you will ask yourself too
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"But who the fuck do I live with?"
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Everything is as good as everything the other way around
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Do it as a willful foul
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A flight in the face of the opponent
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Used to doing the piece, the stench, the well, the madman, the lace
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You want a clue, ninjutsu, I'll give you a sketch
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Two parallel lines that travel endlessly in empty space without ever
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touching each other
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Like pussy and Marco Carta
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You have to believe me when I say there is someone in the house
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Wearing my stuff, it changes the lyrics I write
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Then empty the fridge
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And if one day you find yourself with someone in the house
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That you never meet, you will ask yourself too
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"But who the fuck do I live with?"
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Self-depressant rather than anti-dipress
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I could be more understanding just with me
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Comments only, trade only, profit only
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At the perfect moment I take advantage
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We might as well say it, say it is worth a lot
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Singing Bennato driving blindfolded I crash
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Drunk the Tantum while I empty the fridge, I bang the broom
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And I close the second verse
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You have to believe me when I say there is someone in the house
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Wearing my stuff, it changes the lyrics I write
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Then empty the fridge
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And if one day you find yourself with someone in the house
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That you never meet, you will ask yourself too
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"But who the fuck do I live with?"
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You have to believe me when I say you don't have to believe me
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Did I ever tell you? |
I'd like to be able to sing like with a rock band
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Answer seriously, have I ever told you? |
No!
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I don't want to end up with what he says
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"I could have done it, but I didn't do it for this obscene scenario"
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I don't want to be like someone who goes to Rehab and comes back half stupid
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You have to believe me when I say there is someone in the house
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Wearing my stuff, it changes the lyrics I write
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Then empty the fridge
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And if one day you find yourself with someone in the house
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That you never meet, you will ask yourself too
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"But who the fuck do I live with?"
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I am like two people in the same body
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"Check carefully, please" say the third and fourth ... |