Lacrime Lyrics – Gemitaiz

Lacrime Lyrics Meaning

[Intro: Gemitaiz]
A simple call for attention, like saying “hey, I’m here.”

[Strofa 1: Gemitaiz]
He talks about being stuck in a rough moment where even the wind and a slamming window feel like signs of his restless state. His headache won’t go away, and doubts fade only when he tries to distract himself with substances, even though that’s not a real solution. He feels like his inner demons play loudly in his mind, making his mood drop and his thoughts feel heavy. He tries going out to feel better, but he regrets it because nothing changes. He feels like his life isn’t blooming into something beautiful, and when he thinks about rising above everything, he imagines aiming for the highest place possible. He says he’s covered his heart with a thick protective layer, as if he’s trying not to let anything in. He pictures himself floating far away, completely lost, smoking under the moonlight and trying to stay calm. Even with his best effort, his mind has a “scorpion,” something sharp and controlling, that keeps pushing him into chaos whenever he reflects on things.

[Pre-Ritornello: Gemitaiz]
He compares tears to bright comets that light up his face, almost proving his emotions to anyone who doubts them. They’re like a small promise, delicate and hard to notice, because they disappear quickly. Just like steps in the snow, they leave a mark for a moment and then fade away.

[Ritornello: Venerus]
He talks about keeping the things he doesn’t say safe inside himself, unsure if anyone will ever uncover them. He wishes he could cry just to feel alive again. He offers his tears to someone who has been there for him up until now, as if sharing his hurt is the only honest thing he can give.

[Strofa 2: MadMan]
He describes feeling just as alone as before, with his mood crumbling little by little. His home feels messy and neglected, like he doesn’t have the energy to take care of anything. His mind is foggy, and even when he sees tragic events happening on a screen, he feels nothing, as if he’s become numb. It’s like he’s acting through life, pretending everything is normal. He distracts himself for a bit, wondering what kind of “slavery” people pay for every month, probably referring to bills or modern routines. He no longer expects much from life and stays trapped in his apathy, which feels permanent. He works regular hours, and afterward ends up attached to the internet as a way to escape. In Milan, the gloomy sky matches his mood. Trains pass behind thick layers of glass, and he feels disconnected from everything. He sinks into the bathtub, and even smoking doesn’t help. He’s aging while still trying to party, waiting for the moment when the mirror starts to hate him. He tries to keep his mind going straight, like following an algorithm. He says this is adult life, full of struggles, and suggests wearing emotional “gloves” to handle it. Life keeps moving forward even if you don’t watch it. He admits he understands very little about the world, except that society pushes negativity, love takes a lot of effort, and bad things always seem to grow faster.

[Ritornello: Venerus]
He keeps the silent parts of himself protected, unsure if anyone will ever uncover them. He wishes he could let out his emotions to feel alive again. He offers his tears to the person who has stood by him, showing his vulnerability in the only way he can.

[Outro: Gemitaiz]
He repeats the idea that tears are like comets lighting up his face, revealing emotions to people who doubt them. They’re a fragile kind of promise, barely visible and gone almost instantly. They fade just like footprints in snow, leaving only a brief trace behind.