I don't have almost nothing
but this nothing is mine
in the hour
the freedom to dream
you can dream
with me
you can dream with me
it's knocking on my door it's a secret
box and a pile of letters of a road map
what is a luxury?
look for it in the void
I've learned the skills but it doesn't make me a foreigner
everyone knows from time to time that
I'm missing a gas cylinder inside
so the stress is gone
at the end of the day,
from a palsy point of view,
it's on the line
I turn on the radio and meet the crowd
I get too focused and go straight to the floor
I move away from the toilet
yeah,
like a lonely homeless person
I turn my hot gaze and break the silence I've scratched the floor
there's not much left but this nothing is mine
I don't have almost nothing
but this nothing is mine
in the hour
the freedom to dream
you can dream
with me
I feel like I've lost it for a while I got on the stage,
*** the mic,
I'm mixing up your *
listen to me carefully,
because I'm not going back on it
from my blood that's turning into the good,
today is a birthday,
really
I'm sad,
another wound in my heart a broken bone,
I haven't been in pain for a while
I'm a bit tired of the 25-line silo game my stomach is growling,
so I'm moving forward
they're deep down there in the front
once a magazine and once it's a magazine
my brain doesn't understand so many
shortcomings I'm still on the 7th,
the whole street is empty
you told me you're okay,
but I'm sick I'm standing so close,
far away,
a light year from you
I just wanted to see the beautiful wave
again my whole horizon looks deeper
I don't want to be in the cloud,
I'm not going to go here,
I'm still walking
a lie on my own son,
I'm gaining strength to walk
cracks of a stone silence me like a wound
a bell on the window,
I'm picking up flashback hits
yes, I'm picking up flashback hits
yes, I'm picking up flashback hits
this is my krum,
it's not a blackjack, bitch
almost nothing,
but this is my krum
in the shadow,
this song is concrete, wow
my concrete is broken, I'm breaking it, G, yes