Who's in a bunker?

Sto naufragando.
Non riesco più ad alzarmi.

Nothing Thrills Me Anymore

Più voglia di niente
Lascio passare le giornate
Uniche compagne le Sigarette
Unica amica la Musica
Che accompagna i viaggi
A ritroso
Più passa il tempo e meno tornerà
Cerco di tenerlo in vita
Non voglio dimenticare
Che ho sentito
Amato. Sorriso.
Evito qualsiasi distrazione

Lancette D'Orologio Io Vi Odio

Sei mesi di consolazioni
Musica, vino ed altro
Non è stato Abbastanza
La voragine è cresciuta
Sono arrivata in fondo
Tutto è scuro e piatto
I ricordi cominciano ad offuscarsi
Inizio ad avere paura.

And I'm Not Scaremongering

Picky Bastard Is Seeking For A Support

SINGER IS A CROOK, WHOA-EY-OH

Clang! Clang! Clang!



PEOPLE WONT BE PEOPLE WHEN THEY HEAR THIS SOUND
THAT'S BEEN GLOWING IN THE DARK AT THE EDGE OF TOWN
PEOPLE WONT BE PEOPLE, NO
THE PEOPLE WONT BE PEOPLE WHEN THEY HEAR THIS SOUND
WONT YOU SHOW ME WHAT BEGINS AT THE EDGE OF TOWN

singer is a crook, whoa-ey-oh
singer is a crook, whoa-ey-oh
singer is a crook, whoa-ey-oh
THE KITCHEN IS THE COOK, Whoa-ey-oh
THE SCISSORS ARE THE BARBERS, Whoa-ey-oh
THE SINGER IS A CROOK,Whoa-ey-oh
THE CHORUS, FULL OF ACTORS, Whoa-ey-oh

PEOPLE WONT BE PEOPLE WHEN THEY HEAR THIS SOUND
THAT'S BEEN GLOWING IN THE DARK AT THE EDGE OF TOWN
PEOPLE WONT BE PEOPLE, NO
THE PEOPLE WONT BE PEOPLE WHEN THEY HEAR THIS SOUND
WONT YOU SHOW ME WHAT BEGINS AT THE EDGE OF TOWN

singer is a crook, whoa-ey-oh
singer is a crook, whoa-ey-oh
singer is a crook, whoa-ey-oh
singer is a crook, whoa-ey-oh
kitchen is for cook, whoa-ey-oh
sissors at the barber, whoa-ey-oh
singer is a crook, whoa-ey-oh
The Chorus Doesn't matter


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