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Le storie clandestine si frantumano con la luce del giorno

There's an old voice in my head that's holding me back Well tell her that I miss our little talks Soon it will all be over and buried with our past We used to play outside when we were young And full of life and full of love

Manifesto delle mie ferie romagnole...e adesso si ritorna a Bologna, stranamente con poca voglia.

ovvero, avere tanto tempo libero e pochi soldi in tasca.

And then the nightmares come and you get blown away And up in your room, your walls are cold You find your head is holding out for the welcome of a better day And then the nightmares come and you get blown away And up in your room, your walls are getting colder Like you're getting on a roller coaster, you can't find the breaks