LYRICS



TIME TO PAY



so now you have to pay for what we did

now you have to eat all our shit

and even if you find a place to hide

we'll be lurking with our vicious sight

we will beat you with all our force

but you keep smiling ‘cause that’s what you want

we will rape all your dreams

and then we’ll crown you worms's king


we have fed you from your first breath

with plastic and poisons to make you serve us best

we will clone you like a sheep

poor rich bored trapped in a screen

the majority says yes so now you are the fool

you, we did our best when you where just a kid at school we gave you education, we gave you rules

we gave you candies that rot if chewed


born killers and we don’t need a mask

born sinners and we don’t need a priest


ahhh..it’s so much fun looking at you crawling, striving happy to inform you it’s time to pay

all our debts, all our crimes


born killers and we don’t need a mask

born sinners and we don’t need a priest



EVICTION DAY



waiting in silence ready for everything

police is coming our world might end today


don’t move, don’t even try

ain’t gonna be a routine inspection

we are here to clear you out

there's no place for thought's infection


somebody is screaming blood now is everywhere

locked in this butchery there's nothing that we can do


don’t fight back, ain’t worth trying

we are a force trained for destruction

we are here to clear you out

no more place for ticks and rebels


another face off will begin

watch our aims drown in gain and greed

oppressed by who should be for you there

defend your future while you still can


traces of havoc, midnight, there's no one left inside police is leaving tomorrow we won't clean up this blood


don’t fight back, ain’t worth trying

we are a force trained for destruction

we are here to clear you out

there’s no place for ticks and rebels



THIS HOUSE



this house...you are never alone
no door to knock just rotten walls
there is a place here waiting for you
here are no rules but there’s nothing to do
this house...watch out your feet
the floor is filthy there’s no need to clean
all around only an apparent mess
the flush is broken but joy fills the air

this house nothing pretty to see
another day, another night to live
this house that’s the place to be
you’re gonna like it come yourself and see, come to me


the day comes forth and I give you my word
but yet my fingers searching money on the floor
piling coins like towers of shade
the heat of the desert it’s too hard to escape
I don’t even realize and I’m down on the street
nothing to do, not even mum to deal with
my man is waiting, waiting for me
the day’s promise which I’ll never keep,
yeah, I’ll never keep

this house nothing pretty to see
another day and nothing decent to eat
this house like the reign of a king
you’re gonna like it close your eyes come and see...
this house... this house...



IN THE CITY



smell of piss, 6pm downtown

they are out when sun goes down

wheelchairs, useless newspapers to sell

someone sings a sad song loud

look around, the strife takes many forms

but all is clean on the advertising board


in the city all glitters on the surface

in the city the light’s for those who own it


no good no evil no one here is innocent

so don’t trust the preacher, contradiction is everywhere guests in a prison with bars made of desires

repeating every day a necessary pantomime


in the city all glitters on the surface

in the city that’s where I come from


no future no dreams, nothing looks serene or bright

a fix is warmer than a blanket in the freezing night


in the city all glitters on the surface

in the city sun shines just for some

and that’s where I belong...



TRASH IN MY MAIL



The State is trying to catch me, long letter in my mail

I don’t need to think about it, I know what it says

I’ll get a a new inspection for things I should have payed

I don’t need to worry about it...trash in my mail


just put my coffee on the table

someone’s knocking at my door

a man is here for an inspection

I should have knocked him to the floor

take a look, there is no radio!

take a look, there’s no TV!

look all around to find a treasure
you wanna suck my blood just like a leech

the state is trying to catch me, long letter in my mail they send the big tough buddies ‘cause I don’t wanna pay

I don’t own a TV or radio, I don’t owe you anything

I don’t have to worry about it trashing my mail


grey hair, blue jacket and a tie

always loyal to the law

door to door with his fishing eye

while their pockets grow

but this time it’s the wrong door

this time it’s clear

he smells hate for institutions

and I’m gonna kick him out of here


no way you're gonna get me ‘cause I’ll be far away
I won’t feed this bloody country sold in my name

and when they’ll try to get me I’m gonna change my name

I don’t need to worry about it, trash in my mail

the state is trying to catch me, long letter in my mail

I don’t need to think about it, I just won’t pay

and when they’ll try to get me I will be far away

I don’t need to worry about it trashing my mail


trash in my mail...



MACHINES



outstretched fingers sink into the vibrant core

there’s nothing left to steal, no reason to dig more

and I just can’t believe what I see

a row of faces with no name that look like me


on our burning land machines devour everything

there was no hesitance, slaves by our own will

and I can’t believe what I hear

a row of shadows singing a music made ​​of tears


the information is written in the D.N.A.

eyes pointing to the sky but cling along the way

and I can’t believe what I see

infected souls oozing tears



THE OTHER



I’m gonna be your no one, I’m nobody’s friend

you passed me the other day mistaken for someone else

I am the postman crossing your way

I’ll be watching the traffic day by day

I’m gonna sell you flowers there at the corner

I’m the taxi driver coming from nowhere

I am your neighbour, I’m the pain in your ass

I don’t have a name ‘cause I’m the mask


and I will be the witness of your guilty fact

I'll follow all your footsteps and catch you right in the act

and I will be in your room when you’re sleeping at night invisible like a ghost, discreet like a spy


I'm the other on the other side

when you don’t see me I steal your life

I’m the other I’ll take all you have

you better fear me and keep me away


and I will be in your room when you’re sleeping at night

quiet like a ghost, cautious like a spy

I’ll keep your secret for me

I’ll keep your secret for me


I'm the other on the other side

I’ll steal your money, I steal your life

I’m the other, I take all you have

you’ve learned to fear me and keep me away

I'm the other on the other side

when you don’t see me I live your life

I’m the other I take all you have

I take all you have, all you have...



ANOTHER DAY ON EARTH



weekend, he waited for all week

hoping the mask at the end would fall

remaining motionless

stuck like a bird in tar

love and die and never know

feel like a bomb about to explode

longing for happiness

hiding behind a gentle smile


he hardly wakes and it’s still dawn

blaming the mirror he gets ready for

another bitter laugh under a sudden storm

another day on earth


trying and failing once again

hey today feels way too much to bare

he wears his favourite dress

but there’s nobody to impress


he hardly wakes and it’s still dawn

blaming the mirror he get’s ready for

another bitter laugh under a sudden storm

another day on earth


just a little man

but under rain and wind he goes on


he dreams of saying no when darkness falls

hating those who exploited him a lifetime long

another bitter laugh, another broken love

another day on earth



ICE SKATING



a subtle line of cold, a stone that turns into gold

it’s another way to say I feel alive again!

what if the ice will break, what if I make a mistake...

if at the end I’ll burn after I’ve looked at the sun


walking along a thin line of fear

moving so fast it feels so real


so, come ice skating with me, we’ll be so light and free

and we will have some fun, we’ll throw all dices at once

I know that ice can break, so fragile yet so great

I know that sun can burn if I just turn


walking along a thin line of fear

living so fast to feel it's real

I'd rather die, I'd rather burn, I'd rather lose

look in my eyes to see me through


...and more it hurts, more I like it,

more it strikes, more I buy it

what if your face falls in the water..

your frozen eyes cannot re-open


walking along a thin line of fear

moving so fast it feels so real


I know I’m playing with fire

it’s just the stress of staying alive

and I can’t close my eyes

the light attracts me like a little fly


what if the ice will break what if we made a mistake

if at the end we’ll burn blow off your ashes and turn


inside a sense of loss

cold crater in my heart

remember how began

how ended far...










all lyrics written by Jacopo Bertacco