Non è che non sia uomo ma a volte vorrei essere un altro. Quante notti in bianco che ho fatto per la mia musica. Dormivo sopra il banco sognando una vita unica.
She worked her way through a cheap pack of cigarettes. Hard liquor mixed with a bit of intellect. And all the boys, they were saying they were into it.
You said you care, and you missed me too. And I'm well aware I write too many songs about you and the coffee's out at the Beachwood Cafe and it kills me 'cause I know we've ran out of things we can say.
Just stop your crying, it's a sign of the times. Welcome to the final show. Hope you're wearing your best cloche. You can't bribe the door on your way to the sky.
Credo molto più al mio universo che all’università. Dicevano senza diploma avrai un futuro esile, adesso faccio uno show e prendo lo stipendio del preside.
