Cursed me that I'm dying for a second wind
loses everything in a moment
And this I'm tired of giving confidence
Anyone who thinks you do not
And as you leave So much shit
Luke is strong and steady and not
know what the grudge
If you go from a slap
Anyway better not call
Even if you suffer like a dog
It 's a good friend who is not worth
only to sing.
Luca Dirisio
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