Lame – LOVA Testo con traduzione in italiano

TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO

Questo ragazzo, è un tale verme
Mi sta annoiando a morte e mi ha il fiato sul collo
Sono così solo in mezzo a una folla di persone
Ho pensato che questo fosse il sogno
Indossare questi vestiti fantasiosi
Ma dov'è il mio rispetto per me stesso?
Circondato da fastidiosi gabbiani

È troppo tardi per iniziare a dispiacersi
È troppo tardi, l'ho desiderato io
Posso lasciare questa festa?
Perché non poss

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Lame – LOVA

This guy, he's such a creep
He's boring me to death and breathing down my neck
I'm so alone in crowds of people
I thought this was the dream
To wear these fancy clothes
But where's my self-respect?
Surrounded by annoying seagulls

It's too late to start feelin' sorry
It's too late, it's me wished for it
Can I leave this party?
Why can't I leave this party?
'Cause everybody's fuckin' lame

All my life
All I wanted was to be the too cool type
Be what everybody wanted to be like
But truth is, I don't know if it's really me
All my life
All I wanted was to be Miss Super Fly
Be the girl who dated all the hyped-up guys
But it's a lie
Truth is, we're all fuckin' lame

I write the things alone
Then meet and greet with peeps who wanna be someone
The worse part is, I'm just as phoney
I think we missed the joke
We fake bright smiles upon white lies
I feel so numb
This sad part is that no one knows me

It's too late to start feelin' sorry
It's too late, it's me wished for it
Can I leave this party?
Why can't I leave this party?
'Cause everybody's fuckin' lame

All my life
All I wanted was to be the too cool type
Be what everybody wanted to be like
But truth is, I don't know if it's really me
All my life
All I wanted was to be Miss Super Fly
Be the girl who dated all the hyped-up guys
But it's a lie
Truth is, we're all fuckin' lame

Wanna waste champagne that I know I'll throw up later
Here's a kick-ass song and a finger for my haters
They're just bein' jealous just like Shaquille O'Neal
I'm big, rich, and famous, yeah, let me keep it real
I wanna waste champagne that I know I'll throw up later
Here's a kick-ass song and a finger for my haters, yeah
They're just bein' jealous, but everybody's jealous of me
Me, me, me, me

All my life
All I wanted was to be the too cool type
Be what everybody wanted to be like
But truth is, I don't know if it's really me
All my life
All I wanted was to be Miss Super Fly
Be the girl who dated all the hyped-up guys
But it's a lie
Truth is, we're all fuckin' lame

Lame
Lame
La-la-lame, lame
Truth is, we're all fuckin' lame

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