[Lyric] Into The BADLANDS (Enzo Bergamasco)

I was not selected for the fest
Apparently I'm not up to it
They preferred fairground singers
To holler on this springboard stage
I've been thinking about it for months
And this desire is in my thoughts
Now I have to go through the window
To not be turned away at the door

Dust in dad's lungs, pain in mom's head
No choice when they were young, do as the others say
I have the chance to make my own
And to be free to do them alone
Thirty years in the same job, change was in order
Decadеs of working harder and harder
Leap into thе unknown even if it means leaving marks
To finally reach the start of the second part

Last year was a real chance
To see the light even though it was tense
To know what I wanted
To know what I was worth
To imagine a sequel to this story and give it birth
Now it all begins, now I have to win
I prepared myself well enough
If it's not the case already, I know it's going to be tough