I got two red pills to take the blues away

Every time I'm ready to make a change

You turn around and fuck out all my brains

I ain't tryna fight fate, it's too late to save face

I can't get away, maybe there's no mistakes

You break me then I break my rules

Last time was the last time too

It's fucked up, I know, but I'm still

Standing outside of the party, smoking in the car with you

Seven nation army fighting at the bar with you

Tell you that I'm sorry, tell me what I gotta do

'Cause I can't let go

It's chemical (Chemical)

No, I can't let go

It's chemical (Chemical)

No, I can't let go

It's chemical

I can't let go

It's chemical

Tell you that I'm sorry, tell me what I gotta do

No, I can't let go

atteggiandosi spesso a vittime

per essere con più buona coscienza

carnefici.

Emilio Rega

che ti farà sembrare così semplice

essere te stesso

da domandarti il perché hai mai desiderato essere

Seven Kings Must Die (2023)

‘We’re all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one.’ - Doctor Who, The Big Bang