Sam The Butcher Produced By Harzia

It’s three in the morning and I’m still wide awake
Between a hit and a breath flying away with the wind
You promised so much but delivered nothing
And now I don’t give a fuck about any of your thoughts
The world’s a mess, none of us are real
But how can I live when I always have this thought in my head
That every woman I meet infects me with poison
Drugs are just an excuse, they don’t make me any calmer
I gave you the best of me but you never truly understood
Now I take pills just to feel a little calmer
But this isn’t a cure, I feel cursed
After all this you can talk behind my back
But if I did it, I’d really disappear
In an instant
In a penthouse
With a model next to me
The two of us here, holding each other with our broken hearts
Nothing lasts forever, so let’s live these moments
I run without a goal, only my thoughts clinging on
In my head there’s a war between heart and mind
I write lines no one reads but I live them deeply
As if every bar were a bullet to the center
I wake up late but I never really sleep
The dark circles are maps of a trip I never hope for
I walk on the broken glass of my “I could have”s
And every broken dream is just another knot in my scent
I’ve made peace with the idea that peace doesn’t exist
That even when you laugh out loud your soul stays silent
That people only love when they need a pretext
Then they leave you alone while you drown inside your talent
No one gives anything here, I’ve learned it over time
Between broken promises and dreams locked inside a drawer
I clenched my teeth when the world spoke crooked to me
Now I smile little, but every glance weighs heavy
I’ve learned that love is sometimes just a pretext
That those who swear “forever” disappear quickly
I’m sick and tired of hurting so often
I built my own world where it’s just me with myself

I write verses in overdose, it’s my therapy
But every bar I compose is only nostalgia
For the time when I still believed in something real
Now everything’s fake like my sincerest “I’m fine”

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Lyrics: 

I’ve got a thousand thoughts in my head
They won’t let me sleep
You’re there at that party
I’m here at home writing
We want a different life
Made of an impossible love
I’ve got a thousand thoughts in my head
I smoke — they fade away

So different from all the others, that I almost think I look like you
So different from all the others, yet you all make the same mistakes
Maybe I’m the one who’s wrong
Maybe I should step aside
A life spent running, chasing after others

Sometimes I think too much
I make wrong moves, then forget about them
I’ve lost everything except your memory
I mix it all up — I’ll forget it anyway
Inside this bubble, and I’m not moving from here
You tore me apart and created a monster
Then threw it away, like everything that once was ours

Mille.Pensieri.

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