Inept
I am caught up in a grip
Everytime I make a fist
Am I regretting this?
Twisting thoughts, why am I feeling loth, tangled, dangled like a moth
Strangled I ain't got control of my throat, my brain's like a tango
Caught between 2 stools, no answer, it's wether win or lose
There's a fence on the double W, I take the L and I leave the loot
It's kinda alliviated when it's been repudiated
As the hassle is facing me, I don't feel illuminated
But I keep saying is an asshole, please don't assail me
On the daily fantasising on my lady, longing to protect my baby maybe
And I'm training vainly, why don't you obey me brainy?
Don't you run away so hazy, craving for escaping, ending up in seine
Calling for a may day, I'm the cause of all this mayhem
It's me against my brain, I won't retaliate on 'em
I'm fucking up my chances, I should lower down my zen
Full of these complexes just try, ask it to my pen! looney
As I wanna hit back, I'm like c'mon c'mon
My brain cells running zig zags, nono nono
You better duck low low they say
But no fuck
Why do I gotta be this type of Svevo, I can act so evil when I picture it
As an eagle on these people, might lift lift em'
But suddenly comes, my beetle instinct
Urges me to lurk, while i'm going berzerk
It nixes my ego and I'm acting reverse, I need a nurse
Someone who could heal my dissention
Cause I can't put up with misapprehension
I am caught up in a grip
Everytime I make a fist
Am I regretting this?
What I'mma draw
On this paper I'm on
Prolly don't know
Hold the crayons
Flip em
And turn em
What do we got?
Nothin at all
Fuck them all
You see how it works
I got an idea
I think I'm Athena
I face the issue
I wish it was empty the arena
Where are my tissues
I ain't got no clues on what to do
Accept my doom
Split in two
The active, the passive
The Camel, the Lion
The rebel, the road to Zion
My only wish is to keep alive my desires
Then I say fuck to the people who are too biased
Goodbye, I'll wait for you, on the himalayas
You know, in solitude, I reach my primus
But when I move, ineptitude, I fail the tr-tr-tr-tr-trials
I am caught up in a grip
Everytime I make a fist
Am I regretting this?
Everytime I make a fist
Am I regretting this?
Twisting thoughts, why am I feeling loth, tangled, dangled like a moth
Strangled I ain't got control of my throat, my brain's like a tango
Caught between 2 stools, no answer, it's wether win or lose
There's a fence on the double W, I take the L and I leave the loot
It's kinda alliviated when it's been repudiated
As the hassle is facing me, I don't feel illuminated
But I keep saying is an asshole, please don't assail me
On the daily fantasising on my lady, longing to protect my baby maybe
And I'm training vainly, why don't you obey me brainy?
Don't you run away so hazy, craving for escaping, ending up in seine
Calling for a may day, I'm the cause of all this mayhem
It's me against my brain, I won't retaliate on 'em
I'm fucking up my chances, I should lower down my zen
Full of these complexes just try, ask it to my pen! looney
As I wanna hit back, I'm like c'mon c'mon
My brain cells running zig zags, nono nono
You better duck low low they say
But no fuck
Why do I gotta be this type of Svevo, I can act so evil when I picture it
As an eagle on these people, might lift lift em'
But suddenly comes, my beetle instinct
Urges me to lurk, while i'm going berzerk
It nixes my ego and I'm acting reverse, I need a nurse
Someone who could heal my dissention
Cause I can't put up with misapprehension
I am caught up in a grip
Everytime I make a fist
Am I regretting this?
What I'mma draw
On this paper I'm on
Prolly don't know
Hold the crayons
Flip em
And turn em
What do we got?
Nothin at all
Fuck them all
You see how it works
I got an idea
I think I'm Athena
I face the issue
I wish it was empty the arena
Where are my tissues
I ain't got no clues on what to do
Accept my doom
Split in two
The active, the passive
The Camel, the Lion
The rebel, the road to Zion
My only wish is to keep alive my desires
Then I say fuck to the people who are too biased
Goodbye, I'll wait for you, on the himalayas
You know, in solitude, I reach my primus
But when I move, ineptitude, I fail the tr-tr-tr-tr-trials
I am caught up in a grip
Everytime I make a fist
Am I regretting this?
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Writer(s): Simone Maritano
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