H.
Nobody likes you
And even the few that know you despise you
Go figure out
Be careful, the people you have all around you
'Cos they'll not face your mirror and see who you lie to
We're lions
We're lying here between dust and diamonds
Alliance
I've seen that blue before
Between books and diners
The bars and the fires
Acquittances and admirers
Maybe I'm fine, yeah
Maybe I'm blue only when I desire
Maybe I'll survive
Maybe this kid inside o'me needs to die
Or maybe not
Maybe these bruises need some more time
Maybe time flies
Maybe soon we'll die
So fuck all these doubts, fuck broken people
Fuck broken homes and fuck who will keep 'em
Fuck personality, confused and so feeble
Fuck all opinions, the experts, the preachers
Fuck drinking Branca with girls of East Europe
Fuck back of cars with some horny exchange student
Fuck serenading, the drinking, the smoking
And fuck everything that led up to this moment
Fuck all the scarecrows, Fuck all of New England
Fuck me in the back rows with my favourite singer
Fuck this old counter and fuck pints of Guinness
Fuck her voice that too few bothered to listen
Fuck drunken poets that brought me in this place
Fuck Monday mornings, now I rest my case
Hungover with her eyes staring at my face
I came back home and I haven't been hungry for days
Fuck old guitars, fuck songs scratched on paper
Fuck all of West Richmond and fuck all these skaters
Fuck me, holding on to dreams that I was chasing
On deep nights of Halloween down in my basement
Fuck the future, the past and the present
Fuck the whole universe that led me to eleven
Whole months spent like when I was a kid of seven
And then sit on high brinks of heaven
Fuck me again 'cos for only a moment of pain
We pretend all of what's beautiful happened in vain
And we cannot distinguish this love from the chain
And then all of those moments, like tears in the rain
In a small town between fields of crops up in Maine
With an old bike outside of old houses I'll wait
For a couple of memories 'bout many mistakes
And my breath will then sound like an H
And even the few that know you despise you
Go figure out
Be careful, the people you have all around you
'Cos they'll not face your mirror and see who you lie to
We're lions
We're lying here between dust and diamonds
Alliance
I've seen that blue before
Between books and diners
The bars and the fires
Acquittances and admirers
Maybe I'm fine, yeah
Maybe I'm blue only when I desire
Maybe I'll survive
Maybe this kid inside o'me needs to die
Or maybe not
Maybe these bruises need some more time
Maybe time flies
Maybe soon we'll die
So fuck all these doubts, fuck broken people
Fuck broken homes and fuck who will keep 'em
Fuck personality, confused and so feeble
Fuck all opinions, the experts, the preachers
Fuck drinking Branca with girls of East Europe
Fuck back of cars with some horny exchange student
Fuck serenading, the drinking, the smoking
And fuck everything that led up to this moment
Fuck all the scarecrows, Fuck all of New England
Fuck me in the back rows with my favourite singer
Fuck this old counter and fuck pints of Guinness
Fuck her voice that too few bothered to listen
Fuck drunken poets that brought me in this place
Fuck Monday mornings, now I rest my case
Hungover with her eyes staring at my face
I came back home and I haven't been hungry for days
Fuck old guitars, fuck songs scratched on paper
Fuck all of West Richmond and fuck all these skaters
Fuck me, holding on to dreams that I was chasing
On deep nights of Halloween down in my basement
Fuck the future, the past and the present
Fuck the whole universe that led me to eleven
Whole months spent like when I was a kid of seven
And then sit on high brinks of heaven
Fuck me again 'cos for only a moment of pain
We pretend all of what's beautiful happened in vain
And we cannot distinguish this love from the chain
And then all of those moments, like tears in the rain
In a small town between fields of crops up in Maine
With an old bike outside of old houses I'll wait
For a couple of memories 'bout many mistakes
And my breath will then sound like an H
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Writer(s): Giacomo Salzani
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