Blind-Star

Manage me, I'm a mess Turn a page, I'm a book Half unread I wanna be laughed at Laughed with, just because I wanna feel weightless And that should be enough Now I'm stuck in this fucking rut Waiting on a second hand pick me up And I'm over, getting older If I could just find the time Then I would never let another day go by I'm over, getting old Maybe it's not my weekend But it's gonna be my year And I'm so sick of watching while the minutes pass as I go nowhere And this is my reaction To everything I fear Cause I've been going crazy I don't want to waste another minute here Make believe that I impress That every word By

There's a little black dark scar tire divide This is it, can you hear me? Have you ever felt a shattered heart buried alive? You can do almost anything There's a little red bridge with the view of the sun with a lake Recommends such a setting sight And the thousands of stars come out thousands of times We can go, only if you believe. Only if you believe. Do you feel like you've lost everything you can lose? This is it, can you hear me? When you cry do your tears ever choke the room? Calling out every moment of need. Do you ever lay awake with a look in the eyes? Oh God, if a wish is too big to deny I will offer a line, and it's

ieri sera ero seduta su quella sedia, contro il muro. il bancone di fronte a me, intorno un numero indefinito di persone che parlavano, ridevano e camminavano spostandosi da un posto all'altro del locale. io gambe accavallate, bicchiere appoggiato sul ginocchio, testa bassa e sguardo fisso a quei cubetti di ghiaccio enormi e numerosi che si spaccavano ogni secondo facendo il solito rumore sordo e silenzioso ma che sentivo soltanto nella mia testa. crack. la cannuccia nera girava in quel vortice di vodkafragolaelemonsoda che pian piano andava annacquandosi..come i miei pensieri che andavano alla deriva in un oceano di dubbi. 'ma perchè