(E. e V. Zanki/P. Cross/A. Santini ) Ombre sopra i muri, fiori delle fogne di citta tentano la fuga da una squallida realta che li ha visti crescere
che gatto sei, amica mia e poi mettiamola cosi, tu donna amica mia si io ti credero, e sia poi quel che sia nella fossa dei leoni o come fossi un aquilone
miglio con in braccio il figlio, era suo figlio. Gli lavo il cuore che batteva il tempo, lassu nel cielo il falco volava lento, alzo il figlio come fosse
(E. e V. Zanki/P. Cross/Xanto) Questa donna nel mio letto, che io non ho visto mai e le zampe di un insetto ben preciso cosa diranno i miei? Ora scrivo
Ci sono giorni in cui..in cui vacca,vacca.. ci sono giorni in cui..in cui.. la fossa,la fossa.. ci sono giorni in cui..giorni in cui i miei randagi se
fossa tanto il leone non c'e un giorno faccio un tuffo da un palazzo di bamboo voglio vedere come va a finire quando tombero quaggiu proprio nel centro della fossa
I look around, round, round Look around and look it over I take it up, up take it out and take you nowhere Trading in who I've been for shiny celebrity
From the scrapes and bruises To the familiar abuses I'll kick and scream But it never changes anything I could spill my guts out Wearing my best little
In the house I grew up in, my room in the basement The hours turning to years we've spent Remember Chris in the backyard laughing so damn hard And no
I don't patronize, I realize I'm losing and this is my real life I'm half asleep and I'm wide awake This habit is always so hard to break I don't wanna
So here's another day I'll spend away from you Another night, I'm on another broken avenue My bag is ripped and worn but then again now so am I Take what
All the concrete, words around here I'm the bad seed, I think I swallowed it whole You're the compromise that never falls through Never left behind, wanna
This one's of you, Taking your pill, Sometimes forget, And that's okay I guess. This one's of me, And my sisters wedding day. Between these spaces, It
Everyone's around, no words are coming out And I can't find my breath, can we just say the rest with no sound? And I know this isn't enough, I still don
This place is a hole but I don't wana go I wish we could stay here forever alone This time that we waste but I still love your taste Don't let him take
Tear those pictures off the wall I don't think I will need them all again I think the problem here is There's nothing wrong I guess that I can coast along
I will softly pull away In this broken beautiful mess I've made And in the dead of quiet I will slowly fade In this masterpiece I made I'll burn out