Silence
Silence
I want to hear the fuckin' silence
In this world full of wars
that we cannot control
Or maybe we can
Silence silence silence
I want to hear the fuckin' silence silence silence
I need a place to start
I see you through the stars
My heart has only scars
You could be mine forever
But I don't know what I feel for you
A real mistery, a real mistery
And I don't know what I feel for you!
But I don't know what I feel for you
A real mistery, a real mistery
And I don't know what I feel for you!
What I feel? What I feel?
Silence
I want to hear the fuckin' silence
We are the soldiers
war isn't over
and nobody wanna die
Silence silence silence
I want to hear the fuckin' silence silence silence
If you can hear me now
I am right here beside you
But you're sitting in silence
Suffocated by gunshots
But I don't know what I feel for you
A real mistery, a real mistery
And I don't know what I feel for you!
But I don't know what I feel for you
A real mistery, a real mistery
And I don't know what I feel for you!
What I feel? What I feel?
Too young to kill too young to die
Too young to kill too young to die
Too young to kill too young to die
Too young to kill too young to die
Too young to kill too young to die
Too young to kill too young to die
Too young to kill too young to die (I'm still believin')
But I don't know what I feel for you
A real mistery, a real mistery
And I don't know what I feel for you!
But I don't know what I feel for you
A real mistery, a real mistery
And I don't know what I feel for you!
What I feel? What I feel?
I want to hear the fuckin' silence
In this world full of wars
that we cannot control
Or maybe we can
Silence silence silence
I want to hear the fuckin' silence silence silence
I need a place to start
I see you through the stars
My heart has only scars
You could be mine forever
But I don't know what I feel for you
A real mistery, a real mistery
And I don't know what I feel for you!
But I don't know what I feel for you
A real mistery, a real mistery
And I don't know what I feel for you!
What I feel? What I feel?
Silence
I want to hear the fuckin' silence
We are the soldiers
war isn't over
and nobody wanna die
Silence silence silence
I want to hear the fuckin' silence silence silence
If you can hear me now
I am right here beside you
But you're sitting in silence
Suffocated by gunshots
But I don't know what I feel for you
A real mistery, a real mistery
And I don't know what I feel for you!
But I don't know what I feel for you
A real mistery, a real mistery
And I don't know what I feel for you!
What I feel? What I feel?
Too young to kill too young to die
Too young to kill too young to die
Too young to kill too young to die
Too young to kill too young to die
Too young to kill too young to die
Too young to kill too young to die
Too young to kill too young to die (I'm still believin')
But I don't know what I feel for you
A real mistery, a real mistery
And I don't know what I feel for you!
But I don't know what I feel for you
A real mistery, a real mistery
And I don't know what I feel for you!
What I feel? What I feel?
Credits
Writer(s): Federico Carbone
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