Tekst:
Danaè Play

Saro realista e non ho piu intenzione di pensarci su le tue parole sono accartocciate tutte dentro me verranno fuori e le faro bruciare lentamente con

She's walking there alone No one by her side She manages to fight the tears But the pain inside, she can't hide And all the tears she's cried The moment

I can pick my nose, nobody knows Radio on blast, my song's gettin' played But I'm not even hype, its just one of dem days I even turned off my Sidekick today Not thinkin' that Skillz or Play

The wolves, my love will come Taking us home where dust once was a man Is there life before a death? Do we long too much at never land? Howl, seven days

It got to resembling a vaudeville show, the show of shows, such comedy = unserpassed as juvenile theatrics go, but who am I to tell you to = contain yourself

These... These... These... These... These... I remember when (these...) You told me all the joys in life The simple things Pleasure they would bring

Prijevod: Tomahavk. Jednog dana na plaži.

Prijevod: Vikend Igrači. Najbolje dana našeg života.

: Es lo que queda por hacer Lo que debo defender Levantandote al caer Es lo que debo agradecer La iimportanciia de volver A lugares que deje Coro