senza fenditure mi lascio
un tema
il buio
la storia
l’abbandono
tenere restare
restringere
essere violenti
zittire
buttare
disimparare
restare piccoli
affranti
disillusi
finiti
sprecati
morti
mi pensi in sangue e tetano
mi sento in fango e amianto
mi pensi in sangue e tetano
mi sento in fango e amianto
senza fenditure mi lascio
un tema
il buio
la storia
l’abbandono
tenere restare
restringere
essere violenti
zittire
buttare
disimparare
restare piccoli
affranti
disillusi
finiti
sprecati
morti
non c’è pericolo se non vedi
non c’è astuzia né inganno
non è mai successo
io sto bene qui
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10. Asbestos Blood
without fissures, I let myself go
a theme
the darkness
the story
the abandonment
to hold, to remain
to tighten
to be violent
to silence
to throw
to disappear
to remain small
afflicted
disillusioned
finished
wasted
dead
you think of me in blood and tetanus
I feel in mud and asbestos
you think of me in blood and tetanus
I feel in mud and asbestos
without fissures, I let myself go
a theme
the darkness
the story
the abandonment
to hold, to remain
to tighten
to be violent
to silence
to throw
to disappear
to remain small
afflicted
disillusioned
finished
wasted
dead
there’s no danger if you don’t see
there’s no cunning or deception
it’s never happened
I’m fine here