Melancholia
Mr. Murphy
[Testo di "Mr. Murphy"]

[Strofa 1]
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, hеy

[Pre-Ritornello]
Tempo change
I don't steal monеy
I take your breath
I don't want fame
I use your face to walk around
And feel the pain

[Ritornello]
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

[Strofa 2]
What's behind the mask that we can't see
Mr. Murphy, my therapist, asks me who's Mr. Murphy
An entity in an non-entity
A buttered-cat without gravity, a three six zero
An endless and 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

[Ritornello]
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

[Strofa 3]
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

[Bridge]
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

[Outro]
Can I build a life with hate?
Cause of this mind I will pass away, I will pass away