Avrei molto da dire su questo pazzo scatenato che ha fatto la mattanza. Ma meglio il silenzio
30 Seconds To Mars – From Yesterday
He’s a stranger to some And a vision to none He can never get enough, Get enough of the oneFor a fortune he’d quit But it’s hard to admit How it ends and begins On his face is a map of the world (A map of the world) On his face is a map of the world (A map of the world) From yesterday, it’s coming! From yesterday, the fear! From yesterday, it calls him But he doesn’t want to read the message hereOn a mountain he sits, not of gold but of shit Through the blood he can look, see the lives that he took From council of one He’ll decide when he’s done with the innocent
On his face is a map of the world (A map of the world) On his face is a map of the world (A map of the world)
From yesterday, it’s coming! From yesterday, the fear! From yesterday, it calls him But he doesn’t want to read the message He doesn’t want to read the message Doesn’t want to read the message here
On his face is a map of the world
From yesterday, it’s coming! From yesterday, the fear! From yesterday, it calls him But he doesn’t want to read the message here From yesterday, From yesterday, From yesterday, the fear From yesterday, From yesterday But he doesn’t want to read the message But he doesn’t want to read the message But he doesn’t want to read the message here
He’s a stranger to someAnd a vision to noneHe can never get enoughGet enough of the oneFor a fortune he’d quitBut it’s hard to admitHow it ends and beginsOn his face is a map of the world(A map of the world)On his face is a map of the world(A map of the world)From yesterday, it’s comingFrom yesterday, the fearFrom yesterday, it calls himBut he doesn’t want to read the message outOn a mountain he sitsNot of gold but of shitThrough the blood he can lookSee the lives that he tookFrom a count to oneHe’ll decide when he’s done with the innocentOn his face is a map of the world(A map of the world)On his face is a map of the world(A map of the world)From yesterday, it’s comingFrom yesterday, the fearFrom yesterday, it calls himBut he doesn’t want to read the message(But he doesn’t want to read the message)Doesn’t want to read the message here!On his face is a map of the worldFrom yesterday, it’s coming!From yesterday, the fear!From yesterday, it calls himBut he doesn’t want to read the message hereFrom yesterdayFrom yesterdayFrom yesterday, the fearFrom yesterdayFrom yesterdayBut he doesn’t want to read the message(But he doesn’t want to read the message)He doesn’t want to read the message here!
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