Andrea (mazza) wrote,
Andrea
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Vergogna

Che vergogna.

Non potevo comportarmi in questo modo

Lasciare mezzo bicchiere di St. Feuillien sul tavolo.

Scusami Feui, non succederà mai più, lo giuro.







Lo so, non c'entra molto con il post... ma volevo metterla, bellissimo il testo.

A green plastic watering can For a fake chinese rubber plant In the fake plastic earth   
That she bought from a rubber man In a town full of rubber plans To get rid of itself  
It wears her out, it wears her out It wears her out, it wears her out   
She lives with a broken man  A cracked polystyrene man Who just crumbles and burns  
 He used to do surgery  On girls in the eighties  But gravity always wins   
And it wears him out, it wears him out It wears him out, it wears him out  
She looks like the real thing She tastes like the real thing My fake plastic love  
But I can't help the feeling  I could blow through the ceiling If I just turn and run   
And it wears me out, it wears me out It wears me out, it wears me out   
And if I could be who you wanted If I could be who you wanted  All the time, all the time
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