Wash The Spirit

[Verse 1: GioGio]
I'm waiting for the day Jesus washes us
Not religious I'm just thirsty for the water burst
My face follows signs only when the camera's up
Days are hollow cries, call me when the danger shuts
My head shouts a thousand words in ten seconds
My brain burst, surprising worlds, mere fashion
Mirror flashin' horror, hack n' slashin', I prefer relaxin'
Refer to relapse on shitty xannies, this is Alice
Wonderland makes you wonder man, but not Wonderwoman
'Cause life is sexist and, you're not enough to save the plan-
-Et, that's ET for you, home, this is Earth
The humans still don't know what is love, what is false
What's a soul, a question for the one up above
Does he really know it all, even time I spent alone?
It's a scary thought, privacy: a myth all along
I'ma kick it til' I'm old, on my grave just one rose

[Hook: GioGio]
Wash our spirit, with some flowers
I need numbing, hand me downers
Feel like buying the sound of silence
Keep it private, shut up
Wash our spirit, with some flowers
I need numbing, hand me downers
Feel like buying the sound of silence
Keep it private, shut up

[Verse 2: GioGio]
Washing the spirit is like, wishing for crickets
Tired of people and, take it as disses
This is the kid who was supposed to be a genius
Only 'cause I didn't listen, sat in front to keep up with teachers
Finished the test in one minute, dirty dishes I'm cleaning
Until I was a restless ginger, pulled a Van Gogh
Yeah my name is Giovanni, but for them I was John Doe
Hear what happens when GioGio puts work in one verse? Oh no
Couple months, days, years later, find me lonely in my room
Lost in shades, peers hater, coulda sold me to be cool
Get me outta here with these fools
God I lost the path, I need two or more clues
In doubt of myself, but to kill myself I was sure
But dumb like Hitler few are, hope the concept is clear
The demons in the rear-view are near, the demonstration of fear
(Ho smarrito la retta via)
(ENG: I lost the path which led aright)

[Hook: GioGio]
Wash our spirit, with some flowers
I need numbing, hand me downers
Feel like buying the sound of silence
Keep it private, shut up
Wash our spirit, with some flowers
I need numbing, hand me downers
Feel like buying the sound of silence
Keep it private, shut up

[Verse 3: Jay-Lee]
I'm like a ticking time bomb, the days get dragged on, I'm gone
I went to school, dropped out of for 7 months, that's sworn on my mum
I felt all but my time'd come, I'd rhymed and rhymed my mind dumb
And then I realised I'm stoppable
The competitors said I was dead in the beaten bush
I had 'em scared I'd forget what I'm dreaming of
Spending my day in my bed, hadn't read a book
Since age eleven but Jay hasn't even looked
At all of the things that had made smarter
Reading whilst dealing with terrible father
Speeding through sheets of forgettable sagas
Vocab, my notes stacked, a cyclical part of (my life, but it seems like)
Like I need to start it again ('cause why?) my armor has suffered has dent
My arm has detached and I'm losing my head, I'm snoozing in bed
From the sunrise to set, had booze on the side but my girl got upset so I had
To stop dead to prevent a habit, and now I'm in place of such shame and regret
How did I taste greatness and follow success
But now wallow in pain which surpasses my best
Work harder in class just to pass on a test than I'd ever done
Kill 'em and lay 'em to rest, my mother said: "Jay, I don't think you're depressed"
And my girl had to balance out work and felt tipped, I was stressed as it gets
But fuck it, relent, with the pen I digress, that I'll look in my head and say shut up (Yeah)