All music by Massimiliano Galli
All lyrics by Daniele Idini
lyrics
I remember each summer I waited for the color of your hair to change.
The mask of cold wind rises at each smile a wave passes.
Sunflowers make a terrifying landscape.
A numeric maze made of spikes and peaks of congenial sneers.
Emphatically insulting each other
Across the hall of the psychiatric ward.
Layers are shuffled and concept conceived
From cursing to laws from lawyers to the thieves.
Layers are shuffled and concept conceived
From cursing to laws from lawyers to the thieves.
Rulers of sand and Masters of pens
Montblanc black ink and oasis of tar. Concrete will drip outside them and walls just melt
On dry skin to write with red ink.
Are these bleached out streets The reason for me being sick? Or the white souls that walk my voice mail?
Is that make-up covering a scar?
Are these bleached out streets The reason for me being sick? Or the white souls that walk my voice mail?
Is that make-up covering a scar?
The fake one's tears, Symbols missed, missing real?
The work of the venom is very simple.
It closes a door at the time. First is the one we all know.
Then we’ll not know which one's closed.
And then we’ll not know which one's closed.
Which one is closed.
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