Unda attingit
Te et abducit
Te in profunda
Sicut es unda

Io sono una scatola.

You can’t always get what you want
You can’t always get what you want
You can’t always get what you want
But if you try sometimes you might find
You get what you need

Basta depressione, ci si taglia la barba e si esce. Tanto a stare chiuso a casa manco niente cambia. E magari la gente non mi far

Nager dans les eaux troubles
Des lendemains
Attendre ici la fin
Flotter dans l’air trop lourd
Du presque rien
Rien n’a de sens, et rien ne va

I thought I saw a man brought to life
he was warm he came around like he was dignified
he showed me what t was to cry
Well you couldn’t be that man I adored
you don’t seem to know – or seem to care what your heart s for
I don’t know him anymore
there’s nothing where he used to lie
my conversation has run dry
that’s what’s goin’ on
nothing’s fine
I’m torn
I’m all out of faith, this is how I feel
I’m cold and I am shamed
lying naked on the floor
illusion never changed
into something real
I’m wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
you’re a little late
I’m already torn

so I guess the fortune teller’s right
I should have seen just what was there and not some holy light
but you `crawled beneath my veins and now I don’t care, I have
no luck
I don’t miss it all that much
there’s just so many things
that I can’t touch
I’m torn
there’s nothing where he used to lie
my inspiration has run dry
that’s what’s goin’ on
nothing’s right I’m torn…

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