Testo: G.L. Ferretti - Musica: G. Maroccolo - G. Canali - Cristiano Della Monica divenir essere, divenir altro, divenir niente per ottime e svariate
Hang this man Burn this man Put to death my imperfection Build me now, a recreation Pore/scar/wart/mole/roll/style - a straying eye God is in the details
Swirl in her stomach, it's 10:39. Mind all grafittied, she knows it this time. Not like the other times, he drops the phone. Locked in her petrified,
Okay Shut up The dead guy's got the floor I might just get emotional so bear with me Okay shut up we both know the rules This is a 50 yard death
How do you say goodbye when you're not ready to let go? How do you walk away it's over I can't take this anymore Dive through a glass-blue lake Emulsify
It's not enough to say you're mine it still seems so unsatisfying. I want to live inside your mind and wear your shoes and walk for miles. Show up as
: I beat my machine it's a part of me it's inside of me I'm stuck in this dream it's changing me I am becoming the me that you know had some second thoughts
: Look away, to return Start again, never learn Past echoes, ears bleed Eyes blind, fires feed Circle turns Cycle set Square one again Life burns your
i beat my machine it's a part of me it's inside of me i'm stuck in this dream it's changing me i am becoming the me that you know had some second thoughts
Наши помехи - эпохе под стать, Все наши страхи - причинны. Очень собаки нам стали мешать - Эти бездомные псины. Бред, говоришь? Но - судить потерпи,-