can't stand the sound of my own sanity
everybody seems weird, lost and between all Hollow faces
there is no trust.
Sometimes I would like to dissappear,fly away
to never stay near or worry again
I'm not a liar, never was
but that septemberday I had no choice
you did a great job love
convincing her to stay
by the way
...
'si, gli occhi miei vedranno ancore dietro gli alberi l'aurora
che dal buio salira'
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