Waving your goodbyes with your plastic hands and century-old arctic kisses. And not a finger lifts till it all turns to shit and you all act like you'
I remember second grade We were up 3 to 1 in the second half Timmy tripped some kid His mom got so mad She ran out on the field and kneed that referee
Don't want you down Don't want to let you down How I try But it still makes you cry That I'm a man Who always wants more And your sweet heart has grown
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Ti immagino sorridere di quelle cose che piacciono a me Ti immagino poi piangere ma non puo piovere per sempre Ti immagino nei sogni dove l'amore si
