The End of My Beliefs

Na na na na
Am I a fooler for the gang?
Should I be pathetic?
Take a breath

Cut cut cut down
On the homies
Nah
Doubt doubt doubt on that shit
'Cause I'm not going to hear their useless promises

Everything is broken
Trousers on my coat
It is the highest moment
I don't wanna lose
The clock is ticking
That's why I'm going to blow
I need an undertaker
I have to bury my laws

All of us say "don't worry about it"
But how many men kill their bodies?
Knives in the sachets
I'm not sure about it
They get excited like lunatics
Then comes cold
Blood and seizures
Epileptic faces
Smiles of pleasure
About the coffin
The devil takes care of measures

Y'all know the way to fuck yourself
I'm going to see the end of my beliefs
As soon as I can
I'll atone for my sins
Y'all know the way to get really bad
I'm going to see the end of my beliefs
The world mightn't has a chance to redeem itself

Everithing is broken
Trousers on my coat
It is the highest moment
I don't wanna lose
The clock is ticking
That's why I'm going to blow
I need an undertaker
I have to bury my laws

Na na na na
Am I a fooler for the gang?
Should I be pathetic?
Take a breath



Credits
Writer(s): Gabriele Di Maio
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