Cringe

Heroes of democracy and readiness to danger
They gotta be real worried 'cause the wolves are coming at their door
Mystery of pregnancy in toxic relegation
People go to parties to mistake them for what they are not

But I feel like I'm running
And there's nothing like running

Lock you up inside this world and I lead you to the desert
Take care of the reasons of this populated waste of time
Towers in the ashtray they are making us unwanted
Thinking of a question to be part of this magnetic field

But I feel like I'm running
And there's nothing but running

Of all the tricks that I have done, the one I choose...
From all the wrecks that I have fixed I've been removed
One time I've opened up the letter
Safe, but cringing at it



Credits
Writer(s): Francesco Lima, Giacomo D'attorre
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