giovedì 11 dicembre 2014

Il mio ultimo mal di pancia....


A heart that's full up like a landfill, 
a job that slowly kills you, 
bruises that won't heal 
You were so tired, happy, 
bring down the government, 
they don't, they don't speak for her 
I'll take the quiet life, 
a handshake of carbon monoxide 

No alarms and no surprises, 
no alarms and no surprises 
No alarms and no surprises 
Silent, silent 
This is my final fit, my final bellyache with 
No alarms and no surprises, 
no alarms and no surprises 
No alarms and no surprises, please 

Such a pretty house, such a pretty garden 
No alarms and no surprises, 
no alarms and no surprises 
No alarms and no surprises, please

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