COSE CHE NON POSSO DIRE Lyrics (English Translation) – Niky Savage

Read the full COSE CHE NON POSSO DIRE (English Translation) lyrics by Niky Savage along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Niky Savage’s music, you can also explore STUPIDA and RAGAZZO NEL CHILL, two other songs by Niky Savage.

[Intro]
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‘Cause I don’t wanna feel like that
No, I don’t wanna feel bad
No more, no more, no more pain
BL-BL-BLSSD is the vi–
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Wishing I could take you back, but
I don’t wanna feel that bad
No more, no more pain, no more

[Verse 1: Niky Savage]

My mother wasted her time with s*itty men
Who gave her nothing but a few slaps
I think back to when you were on the floor crying
By the refrigerator and you asked me to leave
Mom, don’t cry, or I’ll cry
I’m too young, I can’t defend you
I swear to God, as soon as I grow up, I’ll go get him
The more I grow, the more hatred grows inside me
How do you think a child grows?
He doesn’t study at school, he walks around with a mohawk
The hatred for the patrol grows and matures
He lies on the streets exhausted, eating junk food
Things I can’t say, things I can’t do
Things that, if you don’t live them, you shouldn’t judge
Dad, I didn’t even know who he was
I’d never heard his voice
Voice, life often goes a little fast
Maybe it’s you, maybe it’s the life you lead
Lies you tell, I’m not a judge
Once again I look for you, you’re unreachable

[Chorus: nayt]
Do you love me or hate me? You ignore me
But maybe I do the same to myself
I was really alone, I was really alone, ah

Every time I exaggerate
The money I spend to hide
How I really am, what I really am

[Verse 2: nayt]
Sometimes I think I’m just a cliché
Behind the mask I wear, who am I? Who is there?
Sleep seeks me out, sleepless nights in my hiding place
Things I can’t say, I hate how much I resemble you
Sometimes I’m tired of friends, the real ones, the fake ones
Of engaged and single women
Monster you created, I fought against it, the cost is outdated
Today you see me at a distant live show with a reserved seat, ah
They take refuge in social media, money, and clothes
In fact, I’m not that different, I see us similar
These trendy anesthetics dictate the prices
We, addicted, write songs to describe them
What’s on my mind? You don’t know, but you try
Between s*x and drügs, the price is often a piece of your heart
Learning to love is a luxury, not for the rich, but for the sober
You’d rather stay at home than in economy
I think about what I’d like, but I don’t know what I’d like
If I look at my childhood, My parents weren’t mine
I lower the visor, I raise the hood
And maybe I had nothing just to take everything

[Chorus: nayt]
Do you love me or hate me? You ignore me
But maybe I do it to myself too
I was really alone, I was really alone, ah
Every time I overdo it
The money I spend to hide
How I really am, what I really am