Failure

My plane is now landing to my land
And i won't feel that bad
I'm barley excited
But also quite stressed
Last night i was high and today I'm late
But at the end i slept 2h and an half
I was stoned in the morning as soon as i awake
This old tradition says
This must and cannot be changed
As we running through Mexico City
This old tradition says
This must and cannot be replaced
Like your disguting memory
But now my route is quite different
I'm going back to the place i was forced to
Call home in these years
And than as i arrived, I observed nothing changed
Same old shitty persons and old fields were surrounding me
Usual ugly rich faces, drinking in the same place
But with more wrinkles up their skin
Usual ugly rich faces, drinking in the same place
Drowning misfortunes in glasses
And i don't want to be like them
That's why i passed my whole vacation tryin to explain you that
I'm not failure as you told me during Christmas dinner
I never followed your preset path
Cos i prefer the ruin
To someone choosing for me
Talk down at me, pressuring me
I'm not failure as you told me during Christmas dinner
I'm just scared to say that
I don't have good plans that will make you proud of me
Proud of me
Proud of me
It would be nice from you if for once
You won't put down me
I never asked you anything
But i lent you some
Part of my mind
And now myself saor
In cage where my time i served
Bite your tounge
I'm not failure
I'm not failure
I'm not failure as you told me during Christmas dinner
I'm just scared to say that
I don't have good plans that will make you proud of me
Proud of me
Proud of me
It's early in the morning in the airport
If i look around no one is here
I feel no more stress
My hangover has passed
Should i've stayed there
Or should i be here?



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Writer(s): Alessandro Emanuele, Giuseppe Arrivoli
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