Fucktotum lyrics by Jet Market. Freddo sdraiato sul pavimento guardando il cielo e non me lo spiego perché non ho più voglia di gridare o di piagnucolare Non...
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Freddo sdraiato sul pavimento guardando il cielo e non me lo spiego perché
non ho più voglia di gridare o di piagnucolare
Non ho più voglia d incazzarmi che lo faccio a fare
Non c'è mai proprio un bel niente che vada bene a questa cazzo di gente
E prendere calci sui denti mentre masturbiamo le nostre menti
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