I would get tired and I wouldn't believe anymore. to nothing
But then there she unexpectedly
Câ? an external platform of the subway reminds me of
Every morning the eternal wait and the bell of an institute
Industrial technician now I see it passing by the ring road
It looks the same at least from outside on the walls draw hearts
Some love story or masterpieces of illegal painters
Now as then at rush hour the avalanche of kids
In gang and maybe there are none? one on the last bench
The dark look protects him, he doesn't say a word and
When he writes or reads he doesn't? never school stuff
Maybe he doesn't try as hard as he can and his grades drop
And he has headphones that separate him from parents who, if the money
isn't enough, they fight each other and some evenings he holds his breath
br/>So much so that the end seems there for a second and you don't believe it
More? to fairy tales why? now he's at odds with the world...
But how much? Italy is beautiful at six in the evening
We are all in line and there is a woman next to her who is freaking out
And yet she has a black Mercedes and has groceries in her trunk
She certainly has a career but why? ? what? tense?
He honks and swears while the child behind plays
With the gameboy he pretends that he doesn't hear anything and then he lets off steam
And he sits in front of the TV right away and receives
Gifts when he cries even though? how many
Toys you have hi-tec hi-fi you have Mediaset and Rai
The Sky parable but despite the etiquette and the
Sacred images if you are expelled from high school you will have the
Contempt for your father what maybe? a respected
Lawyer who thinks about the bad companies that have
Ruined you and when you shouted at him sorry if I don't
I'm like you, I'll start? from the bottom and I don't believe
In your fairy tales why? I fight with the world...
I would get tired, I wouldn't believe anymore? to nothing
But then there is her unexpectedly and sometimes there is no
I believe that? so true that I can't wait for it to arrive
In the evening when she takes off my gloves and sews my wounds
Wounds smile at the problems and say that until? are we
Together? happy and I also end up knocked out
What else? but I'll change this life a little if when I come back I find you waiting for me, I defend my home and can you believe in fairy tales even if you clash with the world...
And can you? believe in fairy tales even if you clash with the world