Degenerate Testo

Testo Degenerate

Tiziano Ferro, al concerto non si presentano 1000 persone per paura di attentati
Roaming the streets at night
embrace the urban blight
hate on everything in sight
Booze, sex, and broken necks
knuckles, boots and down to wreck
never know what happens next

Livin' life like an animal
with no place left to go
diehard thru & through
comin' fuckin after you
don't care about politics
self damage just for kicks
caught up in a fuckin brawl
don't make no sense at all