do not look at me
listen to me once and for all
by these forgotten suburbs of the world
in the long run, the substance becomes empty shape
with no one noticing
the mirrors reflect images different from the truth
but nobody realizes anymore and pretends not to see
and I sit here dressed jn flames wet with fears
that I cannot tell....
will you listen to me once
and for all?
Marco Bo
listen to me once and for all
by these forgotten suburbs of the world
in the long run, the substance becomes empty shape
with no one noticing
the mirrors reflect images different from the truth
but nobody realizes anymore and pretends not to see
and I sit here dressed jn flames wet with fears
that I cannot tell....
will you listen to me once
and for all?
Marco Bo
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