I ain’t that cool, a little fucked in the headThey’ll be hangin’ me quick when I’m back from the deadGet the rope, get the ropeGet the rope, get the ropeI’m a punk rock kid, I came from hell with a curseShe tried to pray it away, so I fucked her in churchDon’t you know? Don’t … More Blink-182 – Edging
They come from every state to findSome dreams were meant to be declinedTell the man what did you have in mindWhat have you come to do? No turning water into wineNo learning while you’re in the lineI’ll take you to the broken signYou see these lights are blue Come and get itLost it at the … More Tell Me Baby
Hide your face forever Dream and search forever Have you ever been for sale? When your isms get smart Oh so selfish and mindless With that comment in your eye Do you think that you are hard? Really harder than the other Man you’re acting cold If you are not in charge Don’t split your … More Open your eyes.
Scratch card glory, waist low pleasure?Black eyes nose bleeds, don’t look back nowMy white abode, do you remember? My white abodeBut it’s such a thrill you’ll soon find out Sorry you’re not a winner with the air so cold and a mind so bitterWhat have you got to lose but false intentions and a life … More Sorry, you’re not a Winner.
Nei tramonti dentro gli occhi tuoiE lungo i viali di Parigi o di Los AngelesRitrovo il mondoNei fiori di campo e nei passeri, se nevicaLi vedo campare senza niente da mangiareOsservo DioLo lascio fare Certe notti da nevrasteniaDa soffocareApro la finestra e volo viaSi fa per direCome la ginestra nata sulla pietra lavicaMi vedo lottare … More La Morte (non esiste più).