Salmo – IN TRAPPOLA

Salmo IN TRAPPOLA

Salmo – IN TRAPPOLA Lyrics

Artist: Salmo
Song: IN TRAPPOLA

Qualcuno può sepperlimi vivo? (OK)
Almeno non devo sentire la merda che c’è in giro
Almeno per un po’, fino a quando tornerò dall’eterno riposo (OK)
Io sarò il sistema, ma quello nervoso

Se tu vuoi il mio posto, sogni ad occhi aperti
La gelosia è un mostro, ma con gli occhi verdi
Qui tutti i famosi, ma nessuno ci fa un soldo
Io che cerco l’anima e ci trovo solo il corpo

Damn
Ballo ubriaco sopra il tavolo
Quando mi chiedi come stai
Sto

Arrotolato nella tasca del Diavolo
Comodo così non sono stato mai
Ma sono in trappola
Fatemi uscire (Fatemi uscire)

Mi sento in trappola, ehi
Fatemi uscire
E io, killer, proverò a uscirne
Sono come un topo nelle scatole Skinner

Mandami un Twitter
Manderò una foto dall’inferno con la scritta “No filter”
Porto le birre, tu il drug dealer
Fotto questi rapper come tipe su Tinder

Pieni di glitter, pieni di bimbi
No babysitter, gne-gne-gne-gne-gne
‘Sti bambini fanno: “Ooh”
Mentre vado in psicanalisi mi serve un TSO, ya

Hai prenotato? Il tuo nome qui non c’è
Se vuoi la fama ad ogni costo e non sai il come e il perché
Damn
Ballo ubriaco sopra il tavolo

Quando mi chiedi come stai
Sto
Arrotolato nella tasca del Diavolo
Comodo così non sono stato mai

Ma sono in trappola
Fatemi uscire (Fatemi uscire)
Mi sento in trappola, ehi
Fatemi uscire
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IN TRAPPOLA Lyrics – English Translation

Can anyone know alive? (OK)
At least I don’t have to hear the sh#t around
At least for a while, until I return from the eternal rest (OK)
I will be the system, but the nervous one

If you want my place, dreams of eyes open
Jealousy is a monster, but with green eyes
Here all the famous, but no one makes us a penny
I trying to soul and find us only the body

Damn
Drunk dance over the table
When you ask me how you are
I’m

Rolled up in the devil’s pocket
Comfortable so I have never been
But I’m in trap
Let me go out (let me go out)

I feel trapped, hey
Let me go out
And I, Killer, I’ll try to get out
I’m like a mouse in the skinner boxes

Send me a Twitter
I will send a picture from hell with the word “no filter”
I bring the beers, you Drug Dealer
f#ck these rappers like Tipe on Tinder

Full of glitter, full of children
NO BABYSITTER, GNE-GNE-GNE-GNE-GNE
‘STI children do: “OOH”
While I go to psychoanalysis I need a TSO, Ya

You booked? Your name is not here
If you want fame at every cost and you don’t know how and why
Damn
Drunk dance over the table

When you ask me how you are
I’m
Rolled up in the devil’s pocket
Comfortable so I have never been

But I’m in trap
Let me go out (let me go out)
I feel trapped, hey
Let me go out
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Salmo Lyrics – IN TRAPPOLA

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From the album:
Hola, futuro
Release Year: 2018