Midnight Sunday of July
partivo in seguto to fear or a big mistake
luccicava that road wet
my mind confused and annebbiata
I had stolen money to a friend
one more reason for which I was almost disgusting
but life is sometimes too
It's just that I do not resisto
I am a man fleeing
fleeing from nothing
in search of glory
but perhaps even that
I am a man fleeing
fleeing always
but my screams were not turned off
but my screams were not turned off
Inside a stupid bar to pass the time
my pain with drinking almost not feel
not that anything has changed
not that I think it is past
but we must bury the anguish
the one that made you in the heart grows
because even the last of losers
does not live only for his laments
I am a man fleeing
fleeing from nothing
in search of glory
but perhaps even that
I am a man fleeing
fleeing always
but my screams were not turned off
but my screams nobody feels
only remain
only remain
I heard that crying?
only remain
only remain
I heard that crying?
I am a man fleeing
fleeing from nothing
in search of glory
but perhaps even that
I am a man fleeing
fleeing always
but my screams were not turned off
I am a man fleeing
fleeing from nothing
in search of glory
but perhaps even that
I am a man fleeing
fleeing always
but my screams were not turned off
I am a man fleeing .....
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