drowning in a holy war Now you're leaving me notes on my door Stranded on the shore You're leaving me notes on my Is it you, is it you, is it you Wrapping notes
Per Una notte, Per una notte almeno, dormite e sognate d\'essere bambini, ne piu ne meno, e di avere tutto proprio tutto cio che conta davvero.
clumsy co-author Of your celebrated mantra for your movement Then my felt pen turned into a cold spoon, and I want my love back So I await a note boom
the clumsy co-author Of your celebrated mantra for your movement Then my felt pen turned into a cold spoon, and I want my love back So I await a note boom
and I So far from home I was not meant to walk alone I was drowing in a holy war Now your leaving me notes on my door Stranded on the shore You're leaving me notes