MSN
Nick Sick Lyrics


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Non mi importa più niente
Di quanto ho sanguinato
Porto sempre le bende da
Quando ti ho scordato buco nero nel ventre
Non importa se ho urlato
E ora l'iPhone non prende, tu
Forse mi hai bloccato, oh, oh
Mi ricordi MSN, i suoni di Windows XP
Non sapevi che dirmi, mi mandavi due trilli
2003, lei grida che ho cercato sempre
In altre due mila te
Giocavamo a calcio con il 3310
Abbiamo fatto tardi giocando con GTA I I I
E tutto sto casino, scusa è colpa mia
Ma il tempo i problemi se li porta via
Prima che mi odiassi ero già un SadBoy
Ma poi riaggiungimi se vuoi

Non mi importa più niente
Di quanto ho sanguinato
Porto sempre le bende da
Quando ti ho scordato buco nero nel ventre
Non importa se ho urlato
E ora l'iPhone non prende, tu
Forse mi hai bloccato, oh, oh

Ho la stessa Email del 2005
La mia password la scegliesti tu
Sopportarci era un tallone d'Achille
Penso sempre ai tuoi occhi celesti e blu
Troppo giovani per capire l'amore
Scrivevi frasi dolci ma sbagliando le parole
Non c'erano storie da 24 ore
Ma solo gare a chi scriveva
Con il font peggiore
E tu adesso c'hai un altro
Tra un anno c'hai un altro
Sembra quasi un disco che si inceppa
Passo in negozio se stai lavorando
Il tuo capo mi insegue con un'accetta

Non mi importa più niente
Di quanto ho sanguinato
Porto sempre le bende da
Quando ti ho scordato buco nero nel ventre
Non importa se ho urlato
E ora l'iPhone non prende, tu
Forse mi hai bloccato, oh, oh

Chissà cosa fai, chissà dove vai
Da quando tu non sei più con me




Chissà che farai, chissà dove andrai
Ma in fondo non mi importa un granché

Overall Meaning

In "MSN," Nick Sick reflects on a past relationship and the lingering emotions and memories associated with it. The song is filled with nostalgia and references to the early 2000s, particularly the MSN Messenger era and the technological experiences shared by the couple.


In the first verse, Nick Sick expresses apathy and indifference towards the pain he has experienced in the relationship. He metaphorically mentions carrying bandages for when he forgot about his lover, implying that he often got hurt but continued to ignore the wounds. The reference to a black hole in his stomach highlights the emotional emptiness he felt. He wonders if he has been blocked by his ex, as his iPhone no longer receives any messages.


The second verse dives deeper into the reminiscence of their past. Nick Sick recalls the sounds of Windows XP and the communication through MSN Messenger, implying a simpler time in their relationship. He reminisces about how his lover would send him "two trills," which were the notification sounds on MSN Messenger. This line signifies that their efforts in maintaining the relationship were not significant or profound. He mentions playing soccer with a Nokia 3310 and staying up late playing Grand Theft Auto III, highlighting the carefree nature of their bond. Nick Sick apologizes for the chaos he may have caused but believes that time and its problems will eventually fade away. He also mentions his persona as a "SadBoy," which suggests a sense of melancholy that was already present before their split.


The chorus reaffirms Nick Sick's indifference towards the pain he has endured in the relationship. He no longer cares about the wounds he has suffered and wears bandages to cover them up. The mention of the iPhone not working could be seen as a metaphor for communication breakdown within the relationship, possibly caused by his ex blocking him.


In the final verse, Nick Sick reflects on the past through tangible remnants of their time together. He mentions still using the same email from 2005, a time when his ex played a role in choosing his password. Their relationship had its vulnerability or "Achilles' heel" as they navigated their differences. He can't help but constantly think about her beautiful blue eyes. They were too young to fully grasp the concept of love, and he recalls the cute but flawed phrases she used to write. There were no stories that lasted for just 24 hours, but rather competitions on who could write with the worst font. He acknowledges that she now has someone else and that it almost feels like a broken record. He even mentions passing by her workplace, where her boss chases him with an axe, possibly symbolizing the resentment and hostility that can emerge post-breakup.


In the final chorus, Nick Sick ponders about what his ex may be doing or where she may be going, but ultimately he doesn't care much about it anymore. The song ends with a sense of detachment and moving on from the past relationship.


Line by Line Meaning

Non mi importa più niente
I don't care about anything anymore


Di quanto ho sanguinato
About how much I have suffered


Porto sempre le bende da
I always carry the bandages


Quando ti ho scordato buco nero nel ventre
When I forgot you, it felt like a black hole in my stomach


Non importa se ho urlato
It doesn't matter if I shouted


E ora l'iPhone non prende, tu
And now the iPhone doesn't work, you


Forse mi hai bloccato, oh, oh
Maybe you blocked me, oh, oh


Mi ricordi MSN, i suoni di Windows XP
You remind me of MSN, the sounds of Windows XP


Non sapevi che dirmi, mi mandavi due trilli
You didn't know what to say, you sent me two trills


2003, lei grida che ho cercato sempre
In 2003, she screams that I have always been searching


In altre due mila te
In another two thousand of you


Giocavamo a calcio con il 3310
We played soccer with the Nokia 3310


Abbiamo fatto tardi giocando con GTA I I I
We stayed up late playing GTA I I I


E tutto sto casino, scusa è colpa mia
And all this mess, sorry, it's my fault


Ma il tempo i problemi se li porta via
But time takes away the problems


Prima che mi odiassi ero già un SadBoy
Before you hated me, I was already a SadBoy


Ma poi riaggiungimi se vuoi
But then add me again if you want


Ho la stessa Email del 2005
I have the same email as in 2005


La mia password la scegliesti tu
You chose my password


Sopportarci era un tallone d'Achille
Putting up with each other was an Achilles' heel


Penso sempre ai tuoi occhi celesti e blu
I always think about your celestial blue eyes


Troppo giovani per capire l'amore
Too young to understand love


Scrivevi frasi dolci ma sbagliando le parole
You wrote sweet sentences but with the wrong words


Non c'erano storie da 24 ore
There were no 24-hour stories


Ma solo gare a chi scriveva
But only competitions on who would write


Con il font peggiore
With the worst font


E tu adesso c'hai un altro
And now you have someone else


Tra un anno c'hai un altro
In a year, you'll have someone else


Sembra quasi un disco che si inceppa
It almost seems like a broken record


Passo in negozio se stai lavorando
I'll come by the store if you're working


Il tuo capo mi insegue con un'accetta
Your boss chases me with an axe


Chissà cosa fai, chissà dove vai
Who knows what you're doing, who knows where you're going


Da quando tu non sei più con me
Since you're no longer with me


Chissà che farai, chissà dove andrai
Who knows what you'll do, who knows where you'll go


Ma in fondo non mi importa un granché
But deep down, I don't really care much




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