[QUOTE=Mototopo]un coglione armato
Resto nascosto/a e quando sono andati via chiamo la polizia
Chiamo subito la polizia
Intervengo e, se
[QUOTE=Mototopo]un coglione armato
I'm laying down, eating snow
My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
On a bed of spider web
I think of how to change myself
A lot of hope in a one man tent
There's no room for innocence
So take me home before the storm
Velvet mites will keep us warm.