| Bro look where we are, bro still here in Milan
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| Freedom is a word to say slowly, yeah ... to say slowly (hey)
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| And every day it's stranger, stranger and stranger
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| And the sky seems further away, but my head is on an airplane
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| When life leaves you with your back to the wall
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| These people look hard at you
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| When life leaves you with your back to the wall
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| You have nothing, nothing for sure
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| Still here still back to the wall
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| They say the stars are best seen when it gets dark
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| But bro, I swear that without this music I don't carbide
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| So you can jump like a kangaroo
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| At my concerts
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| But if you turn off the lights and daydream
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| I'm colder than a thousand winters
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| Ice cream with a snow man
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| And even if I have never worn it on my finger, I must have lost my faith
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| How do you react when your universe collapses
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| You made money but got lost in a Mercedes
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| And even if you try to open up, people see this
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| Like someone who dies of alcohol and drinks himself
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| Already let it go down
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| We're going lower, God won't come to take us back
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| I've seen all the colors like tempera
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| Memories? |
| It was you and me, it was September
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| And I felt like a champion, D'Artagnan
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| But I had more parsley than Gardaland in a pinch
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| If your childhood was an escape from Alcatraz
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| You don't run away from the past, everything sends you back here
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| When life leaves you with your back to the wall
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| These people look hard at you
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| When life leaves you with your back to the wall
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| You have nothing, nothing for sure
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| Used to fighting for what I want
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| I collected a lot of grass but never a four-leaf clover
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| The way I write it seems to be shooting at the paper
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| If you don't like me, you can shake your hands around your neck
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| And choke you and save me the trouble
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| They say a sword kills less than a pencil
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| In my case I use it at Nikita
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| Capa is out of the tunnel, I'm still looking for an exit
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| For those like us you don't know what trials I've faced
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| For those like us it rains in the wet
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| And where have I been the past seasons?
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| To ensure that Marcio was not the phenomenon of a summer
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| I've been doing this since before Tormé sang Bye Bye
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| I fight like Muay Thai, and since I fill up at lives
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| Cut the bullshit
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| If they corner me, that's when I show my square balls
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| When life leaves you with your back to the wall
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| These people look hard at you
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| When life leaves you with your back to the wall
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| You have nothing, nothing for sure
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| Bro look where we are, bro still here in Milan
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| Freedom is a word to say slowly, yeah ... to say slowly (hey)
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| And every day it's stranger, stranger and stranger
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| And the sky seems further away, but my head is on an airplane
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| When life leaves you with your back to the wall
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| These people look hard at you
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| When life leaves you with your back to the wall
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| You have nothing, nothing for sure |