We give up hugs to save our lives
Remembering the crowd as a dangerous monster
Walking around the room rereading
This strange vade mecum
Today begins a new day
Even if is always seems to me
To run in a circle
It's not the usual land
It's not the usual people
They told us we would change
But I continue with my indecision
There is a melancholy child
Sitting at the edge of the carousel
Undecided whether
To get on or not
There is a man watching
The silent film of his own life
There is an actor ready to shoot
In a tragedy without moving star
There is a woman who wonders in the mirror
If being a mother in this world is still right
Life gets out of hand
While we try to plan it
No change, no consciousness
The basket will spill over our heads
Keep rolling
Let’s go get something to drink
Let’s get ready for a long-drink trip
Look around
Can’t you see?
That the whole world is waiting for you and me
Let’s find a kind girl to fuck
Let’s get ready to have fun all night
Don’t be afraid it’s just a game
And we will find a way to always leave it the same
Sand and tar, the dogma collapses
Crossing the bridge plugging the superman's nose
Let's go far, a nice drive in the city
Let's go tease al the fagots and sluts
Look around, can't you see?
There's no longer any distance between you and me
Let's smash some shop windows
Let's go set fire to a tramp
Don't be afraid, it's just a game
And we will find a way to always leave it the same
Sitting drunk between the rails
Sobbing memories in the dark
I will atone for my sins
I will pay my debts
Life is framed by arid greys
In a face of petrified charms
I will atone for my sins
I will pay my debts
Appetites dilated by the days
Falling like an accomplished automaton
In the half-empty glass
music by Marco Grieco
lyrics by Nicola Cruciani and Marco Grieco
vocals, bass, drums,keyboards, acoustic and electric guitars,orchestral arrangement, vocoder, soundscapes - Marco Grieco
solo guitars , choirs - Nicola Cruciani
choirs - Vincenzo Lardo