Vita o morte By Reality Club
I’ll be leaving soon.
No point in staying where desire divides my frigid mind.
Made mistakes for you.
And just to tell the truth I long to slip into that circumstance.
Take me further than before, never settling the score.
Twice revisiting the story, disagreeing evermore.
You make a great acquaintance sir.
I don’t believe the things I’ve heard.
Rumours speak louder than words.
Take me further than before, never settling the score.
Twice revisiting the story, disagreeing evermore.
Count your lucky stars above.
But I just can’t find enough.
Knocked on wood and rolled the dice.
But lady fortune’s not so nice.
Fantasies of being free, but all this time you have been calling out to me.
Count your lucky stars above.
But I just can’t find enough.
Knocked on wood and rolled the dice.
But lady fortune’s not so nice.
Fantasies of being free, but all this time you have been calling out to me.