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Description
The hum of the metropolis, plastic smiles and actors accustomed to wearing masks - a noisy party all around, but empty inside. Fears whisper ‘blah-blah-blah’ right into your ear, anxiety pulls you along like a dog on a leash. It seems that the future is a horror film without end credits, where you have to search for light in your own blackout.
Here it rocks like an elevator without buttons: up, down, do-do-do-down - and round and round again. Waves of feelings crash against the skin, leaving wet marks on freckles. That's how this music lives - fragile, nervous, honest. Like an admission that it's easier to be anyone but yourself, but you still hold on to this shaky rhythm as if it were the light itself.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Più sono qualcuno più mi sento nessuno. Più divento grande più ho paura del buio.
Esco fuori di casa con il cane e con l'ansia.
Vivo dentro un fragile castello di sabbia.
Ora la mia vita sembra una festa in maschera piena di bravi attori e di sorrisi di plastica. Da quando sto a Milano non ho più veri amici.
Sono così solo che mi sfogo con Siri. Vivo ancora dentro un up and down.
Il futuro sembra un film d'orrore.
Troverò la luce nel blackout, anche se ogni volta che mi sveglio. . . Piango perché vorrei essere chiunque ma non me.
Le mie pare fanno bla, bla, bla, bla, bla. Se le lascio andare tutto cambierà.
Piango perché vorrei stare con chiunque tranne me.
Sono ancora in up and down, down, down, down, down. Se mi lascio andare tutto cambierà.
Onde formate da piccolissime gocce scivolano sul tuo viso e sfioran lentiggini rosse. Con la bocca fai le bolle, io sono in mezzo ai forse.
Sto chiedendo al cielo però nessuno risponde.
Sono vuoto e distante, con un bisogno di attenzione, d'amore, troppo se mi vuoi bene piango.
Ho paura di buttare al cesso questi anni che volano, oppure di restare fermo mentre gli altri migliorano.
Ho paura di ricordarmi solo i momenti peggiori, di scordarmi chi sono, di commettere errori, ah.
Siamo i veri nemici di noi stessi, tu non lo diresti.
Vivo ancora dentro un up and down. Il futuro sembra un film d'orrore.
Troverò la luce nel blackout, anche se ogni volta che mi sveglio. . . Piango perché vorrei essere chiunque ma non me.
Le mie pare fanno bla, bla, bla, bla, bla. Se le lascio andare tutto cambierà.
Piango perché vorrei stare con chiunque tranne me.
Sono ancora in up and down, down, down, down, down. Se mi lascio andare tutto cambierà.
Sono in up and down, down, down, down, down. Sono in up and down, down, down, down, down.
Sono in up and down, down, down, down, down. Sono in up and down.
Piango perché vorrei essere chiunque ma non me. Le mie pare fanno bla, bla, bla, bla, bla.
Se le lascio andare tutto cambierà.
Piango perché vorrei stare con chiunque tranne me.
Sono ancora in up and down, down, down, down, down. Se mi lascio andare tutto cambierà.
Sono in up and down, down, down, down, down.
Sono in up and down, down, down, down, down. Sono in up and down, down, down, down, down. Sono in up and down.
English translation
The more I am someone, the more I feel like nobody. The older I get, the more afraid I am of the dark.
I leave the house with the dog and with anxiety.
I live inside a fragile sand castle.
Now my life seems like a masquerade party full of good actors and plastic smiles. Since I've been in Milan I no longer have real friends.
I'm so lonely that I vent to Siri. I still live inside an up and down.
The future looks like a horror movie.
I'll find the light in the blackout, though every time I wake up. . . I cry because I would like to be anyone but me.
Mine seems to go blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. If I let them go everything will change.
I cry because I would like to be with anyone but me.
I'm still up and down, down, down, down, down. If I let myself go everything will change.
Waves formed by very small drops slide across your face and touch red freckles. Blow bubbles with your mouth, I'm in the midst of maybes.
I'm asking the sky but no one answers.
I am empty and distant, with a need for attention, for love, if you love me too much I cry.
I'm afraid of throwing these years that fly by in the toilet, or of staying still while others improve.
I'm afraid of only remembering the worst moments, of forgetting who I am, of making mistakes, ah.
We are our own enemies, you wouldn't say it.
I still live inside an up and down. The future looks like a horror movie.
I'll find the light in the blackout, though every time I wake up. . . I cry because I would like to be anyone but me.
Mine seems to go blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. If I let them go everything will change.
I cry because I would like to be with anyone but me.
I'm still up and down, down, down, down, down. If I let myself go everything will change.
I'm up and down, down, down, down, down. I'm up and down, down, down, down, down.
I'm up and down, down, down, down, down. I'm up and down.
I cry because I would like to be anyone but me. Mine seems to go blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
If I let them go everything will change.
I cry because I would like to be with anyone but me.
I'm still up and down, down, down, down, down. If I let myself go everything will change.
I'm up and down, down, down, down, down.
I'm up and down, down, down, down, down. I'm up and down, down, down, down, down. I'm up and down.