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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.
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Hai presente quando prendi una lattina di birra e la agiti.... chesso'.... 4 ore?
Ecco.... mo so cazzi di chi mi stappa.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.
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Ahiaiai.... la curiosita' e' una brutta bestia!
E io mi sento una brutta bestia
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.
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Prendi il tutto, e non ci pensare
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.
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approfondiamo l'argomentoOriginariamente Scritto da KyraAhiaiai.... la curiosita' e' una brutta bestia!
E io mi sento una brutta bestia
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[COLOR=Blue][SIZE="1"]quando arrivi a capire di una persona il motore che spinge ogni sua azione, quella parte interiore che nessuno vede, quella sua unicit
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Mi sento progressivamente traviato.....
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.
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Sto andando "fuori giri", e non ho bevuto nulla...
porc...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.
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