giornate che lentamente si trascinano malinconiche al tramonto.
la sensazione di non aver combinato "un granchè" fino ad ora.la voglia di staccare da tutto e tutti.
I never knew
I never knew that everything was falling through
That everyone I knew was waiting on a queue
To turn and run when all I needed was the truth
But that's how it's got to be
It's coming down to nothing more than apathy
I'd rather run the other way than stay and see
The smoke and who's still standing when it clears
Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
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