There needs to be a way outside.
Oh, it shall be what will define the future of I.
Such a stone I feel in this ways of conformity,
no life bearable for money or future
if the heart wants more and the mind keeps going on.
It's such a suffering this days of absolute hypocrisy,
all torn inside but with a smile imogy we all comply
with this insupportable miserable material life.
Not even material I get
cause no money I can keep on the pocket;
I just see the faces rambling around
my once treasure town that is Lisbon city.
Once a soul walking through it streets,
drunken by the mysteries of the past,
imagining life together in peaceful solitude,
everybody else asleep...
Now "cockroaches" buy and sell  constantly
the absurd hypocrisy of life nowadays.
Hipsters capital,
the capital of cool
they say now.
What an insane way to portrait my town...
But then again, it's no longer my town.
It's someone else's town.
Perverse tourism all over the world
that doesn't give nothing other than money
and occupies space and energy with an arrogance
that no native could ever consider.
I thought my town would be far away from this
contamination but it's here now
so plentifully obvious
that it makes me feel like puking,
daily.
Got to get away
but no money to convey this action.
Movement,
need of movement urgently
cause my soul is stuck in swamp matter
and I can no longer resist
the temptations of giving up.
Not even the sweet violence
and absolute contempt for society
and life itself in this anthill
I seem to grasp now.
I used to be full of this,
my protection from all exterior interference.
Now I stumble on it any given moment,
so tired I am of seeing and seeing the same stuff
over and over again.
My soul doesn't believe in human difficulties,
doesn't tolerate them on me,
and this is why I am constantly pushing my self forward,
like bunging-jumping me towards life itself.
Not easy to live this universe
more believing
than in this idiot world.
I so envy almost all my contemporary people
cause at least most of them think that what they see,
with their eyes, is what there is.
I've seen so much more inside my brain and soul
that it makes it difficult to control
and tolerate this present world.
Just be careful not to share your life
with more than yourself and you'll be fine again
man.
Go deep to your essence
and keep it going till fed up of it
and then dive again in this world.
You know there's both...
Much more than two really
but this are the basic ones.
The in and out.