I walk this streets picking up fights with unattended shoes,
Streets you hate so much in the clear moments of your pain.
I keep walking, never mind the Who-Is-Who’s.
Never minded that stupid refrain –
Maybe to often before.
I walk this streets picking up fights with unattended shoes,
Streets you hate so much in the clear moments of your pain.
I keep walking, never mind the Who-Is-Who’s.
Never minded that stupid refrain –
Maybe to often before.