Is that your ghost or are you really there?
Hi i'm Martina i'm from Rome,i love a lot of things so if you want follow me maybe...
We can't die,we're dead inside no death can touch the crooked young.
I walk a lonely road,the only one that I have ever known.Don't know where it goes, But it's home to me and I walk alone,
I walk this empty street,On the blvd. of broken dreams.
Family disaster, walking down the corner of the street And it's everywhere, everywhere I see the desperation
And disaster, when I feel the lights sometimes to sleep And it's everywhere, everywhere I see the desperation
Sometimes the days go on and on improving me some things.
We all have our horrors and our demons to fight. But how can I win, when I’m paralyzed?
Noi siamo la generazione tanto criticata che un giorno sperano,salverà il culo a tutti.

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