Mr. Murphy
Walking through these streets rain and tears above me, am I lonely?
I'm the only hunted in a hunting
I'm a witch, I'm a freaky bitch
Wearing cheap I'm ghastly
I use this sheet just to cover my body
I'm not hiding myself
I don't want you to be scared
For my face, for my shame, oh my God
It's too late, you're afraid for my paranoid faith, for my schizophrenic way to move
My chatty and metered verse to talk about things that nobody cares
In a world made of plastic
Brains made of plastic
Hearts made of plastic, yeah it's fantastic
And I'm paranormal
My skin is abnormal
Look at me I'm food for fake-plastic normals
This body is a lobby each room has a self
Who crosses the threshold
Controls everything, hey
Tempo change
I don't steal money
I take your breath
I don't want fame
I use your face to walk around
And feel the pain
He won't use my face to raise
He just wants to burn this place
Can I build a life with hate?
Cause of this mind I will pass away
I will pass away
What's behind the mask that we can't see
Mr. Murphy, my therapists, ask me who's mr. Murphy, an entity
In an non-entity, a buttered-cat without gravity, a three six zero
An endlessly, anti-gravity perpetual motion
A paradox for my sanity, my brutality
Invisible through those barbarities charity
I will teach you a death-style from a b c
Words representing your tendencies a logical line stitched in your wrists
A sanatorium for your insanity
Look at me cry for me sippin' on bleach
Tryin' to clean up everything
Tryin' to give up on me, Murphy wins
Murphy controls everything
He won't use my face to raise
He just wants to burn this place
Can I build a life with hate?
Cause of this mind I will pass away
I will pass away
I found my pieces loose inside my bruises
To face off what I think I need to drink my insecurities
I know when I was young, no
I don't remember what I was but my sensivity grows up
And now I know who I've become
Don't stop talking to me my beat
I need to sleep, so please repeat
This words full of restlessness
I feel this sensitivity, I'm blessed
But God don't punish me, I'm stressed
Because no one in me seems to be interested this mess
Murphy's talking with my face
He controls my faith my mess
He won't use my face to raise
He just wants to burn this place
Can I build my life with hate?
Cause of this mind I will pass away
I will pass away
Can I build a life with hate?
Cause of this mind I will pass away
I will pass away
Autor(es): Benedetta Alessi, Diego Radicati, Mauro Formica
