Viveri, Ridere, Amore
I swear to God, man, everything in life is old And the only thing that change is the price of gold Even in the afterlife I’m a fight your soul 'Cause the second time around I’ll be twice as bold So, do you take me to be who I am? To have and to hold 'til death do us part? 'Cause if not it’s just best we both part 'Cause how am I supposed to finish what you start? You got me thinkin’ twice to just breathe Then you say I won’t survive if I leave But I got a couple of tricks up my sleeve I no longer need your attention, at ease.
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