La pluie - Axos, Low Kidd

«Chiedo scusa, quindi tu eri loro re

E hai sistemato tutto quanto?»

«Sì»

«Beh, e cosa hai fatto per la… solitudine?»

«In altre parole, terrai lontana la tristezza?»

Ho scritto almeno venti dischi per sedarmi

Porto l’esercito dei tristi, Sad Army

Attento sempre se parli, a chi parli

A chi skippi, a chi scappi

Ai Cristicchi, ai cristalli

A chi… le tracce fiacche tipo riposarmi

Ricco d’ansia, rimo spasmi

Rigo dritto e no risparmi, vivono per riscoparmi

Le facce bianche, tutti tipo marmi

Non pippo non perché fa male ma per non chinarmi

Ho un coltello nel cervello ma dalla parte del manico

Da quando anche il più bello dei giorni si chiude in panico

Da quando anche il più bello dei giorni si chiude in panico

Da quando mi ripeto per farmi ascoltare un attimo

Dormo di notte e mento

Vorrei morire durante un dirottamento

E balzarti l’appuntamento

Lei che stava già venendo ed avevo la punta dentro

Lei col bacio maledetto, il demonio l’ha punta dentro

Adesso dammi un’altra vita, un’altra gioventù

Un’altra riga per guardarla e non tirarla su

Ho solo il cuore e la matita come passepartout

Voglio una fica così ricca che c’ha il mestruo blu

Nananananana nananananana nananananana (pioggia)

Nananananana nananananana nananananana

Axos chiama la pioggia

It never occurred to me the beautiful words

Would be the way that I’d express myself

What I’m trying to say in such a fancy way is

Girl, can I help myself?

Io sono tormentato

Dal tuo concerto tormentone torno addormentato

Cerchi il concetto allora accetto che tu sia sbagliato

Perché qui dentro è chi ha inseguito i sogni che ha sballato

Fosse dei pazzi il mondo, fosse ipotizzato

Fosse meno in forse tutto

Io sarei più attento e meno ipnotizzato

E se volevi uno strumento io mi tiro fuori

Ricorda è quel che tiri dentro che ti manda fuori

La droga e i cantautori, diverso

Dal nervoso ho i diverticoli

Se inverto i poli invento avvelenandomi i ventricoli

Voi vi vedete vivi, io vi vedo ridicoli

Siete Mini-Me, mini rapper, miniciccioli

Mai soli, giriamo incappucciati

Visi in ombra nei sobborghi dell’amore come massoni

Solo di pioggia siamo avvolti noi, senza volti poi

Ci piacciamo solo morti come gli avvoltoi

Nananananana nananananana nananananana

Nananananana nananananana nananananana

Axos chiama la pioggia

It never occurred to me the beautiful words

Would be the way that I’d express myself

What I’m trying to say in such a fancy way is

Girl, can I help myself?

It never occurred to me the beautiful words

Would be the way that I’d express myself

What I’m trying to say in such a fancy way is

Girl, can I help myself?

It never occurred to me the beautiful words

Would be the way that I’d express myself

What I’m trying to say in such a fancy way is

Girl, can I help myself?

To your love

«I'm sorry, so you were their king

And have you sorted everything out?»

"Yup"

«Well, what did you do about... loneliness?»

"In other words, will you keep the sadness away?"

I wrote at least twenty records to sedate myself

I bring the army of the sad, Sad Army

Always be careful if you talk, who you talk to

Who you skip, who you run away from

To the Cristicchi, to the crystals

To who... the weak tracks like resting

Rich in anxiety, I rhyme spasms

Straight line and no savings, they live to rediscover me

The white faces, all like marbles

Not pippo, not because it hurts but so as not to bend over

I have a knife in my brain but on the handle side

Ever since even the most beautiful day ends up in panic

Ever since even the most beautiful day ends up in panic

Since when I repeat myself to make you listen for a moment

I sleep at night and lie

I would like to die during a hijacking

And skip your appointment

She was already coming and I had the tip inside

With a cursed kiss, the demon pricked her inside

Now give me another life, another youth

Another line to look at it and not bring it up

I have only the heart and the pencil as a passepartout

I want a cunt so rich that she has blue menstruation

Nananananana nananananana nananananana (rain)

Nananananana nananananana nananananana

Axos calls for rain

It never occurred to me the beautiful words

Would be the way that I'd express myself

What I'm trying to say in such a fancy way is

Girl, can I help myself?

I am tormented

From your catchphrase concert I come back asleep

You are looking for the concept, then I accept that you are wrong

Because in here, it's those who chased dreams who have gone high

If the world were mad, it was assumed

If it were less in perhaps everything

I would be more attentive and less hypnotized

And if you wanted an instrument, I will get out

Remember, it's what you draw in that puts you out

Drugs and songwriters, different

I have diverticula from nervousness

If I invert the poles, I invent by poisoning my ventricles

You see yourselves alive, I see you ridiculous

You are Mini-Me, mini rappers, mini cracklings

Never alone, we go around hooded

Faces in the shadows in the suburbs of love like Freemasons

We are enveloped only in rain, without faces then

We only like each other dead like vultures

Nananananana nananananana nananananana

Nananananana nananananana nananananana

Axos calls for rain

It never occurred to me the beautiful words

Would be the way that I'd express myself

What I'm trying to say in such a fancy way is

Girl, can I help myself?

It never occurred to me the beautiful words

Would be the way that I'd express myself

What I'm trying to say in such a fancy way is

Girl, can I help myself?

It never occurred to me the beautiful words

Would be the way that I'd express myself

What I'm trying to say in such a fancy way is

Girl, can I help myself?

To your love