I touch your shoulders
with fingers yellow from the smoke
I look at your entire figure
with eyes tired of the liver used
and I do it with reverence
with fear of making a bad impression
as if your acceptance of me had an expiry date
and in the meantime I wonder
why that crash saved me?
while you you only loved me
I'll write you an amazing record
all for you
but you don't listen to stuff in Italian
and you accompany me to your bed
even if I'm the winner
I feel like an empty exoskeleton
of a sea urchin but I won't tell you
and in the meantime I continue to love you
I don't feel like anyone but I keep it to myself
and I continue to touch your shoulders
with my fingers yellow from the smoke
and meanwhile I ask myself
why that crash saved me?
while you only loved me

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