DESCRIZIONE
I took the same bus
Seven times tonight
Counting all the stains
While waiting for the end
The end of the day
Just a bit of wine
For a smile
And everything becomes truth
And the soul escapes from the room
I’m looking back
It’s an impure past
Every time that it’s all right
Something turns off the light
We’re looking back
In our dirty past
Every time that it’s all right
Someone dirties our light
We are weak souls
Who struggle against
The devastating weight of melancholy
Soon we’ll be gone
I’m looking back
It’s an impure past
Every time that it’s all right
Something turns off the light
We’re looking back
In our dirty past
Every time that it’s all right
Someone dirties our light
Not just wine for a real smile
But a clear mind
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L'articolo Sad Clowns - Stains di Sad Clowns è apparso su Rockit.it il 2020-01-03 15:26:06
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