210 Testo

Testo 210

Tiziano Ferro, al concerto non si presentano 1000 persone per paura di attentati
Look at you, you're perfect,
Hoodie hanging just right,
Tattooed arm, cigarettes,
Unaware of your might

Yeah, sure, your pants are baggy,
And your mesmer-eyes are blue,
And you leave me feeling hollow,
As she makes plans with you

What do I have to offer?
Suicides and unhappy times,
Compared to your youthful wonder,
I'm just four tracks and shitty rhymes