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parole da studiare
I'm searching for something that I can't reach.
I don't like them innocent
I don't want no face fresh
Want them wearing leather
Begging, let me be your taste test.
I like the sad eyes, bad guys
Mouth full of white lies
Kiss me in the corridor,
but quick to tell me goodbye.
You say that you're no good for me
Cause I'm always tugging at your sleeve
And I swear I hate you when you leave
But I like it anyway.
My ghost
Where'd you go?
I can't find you in the body sleeping next to me
My ghost
