are not swans We fit into each other, we are Russian dolls, Where somewhere in the centre sits a beating heart. But come on, come on, We are not swans
not swans nor are we as ugly as we think we are we don't take to compliments, but please don't stop now come on, come on We are not swans We fit into
When they crucify your body On the white wall above your bed The words your body bleeds down Will describe my happiness The joy l'm feeling now As the
to kill that plague, Ignorance is still source of denying. The path we are striding on Is made of the attempts of former slaves To believed in existence
[Music & lyrics : Abate, Blachier, Canavaggia, Cozzi, Lavail] Feel my breath on your neck Running down on your spine. Unhealthy presence is wrapping
[Music & lyrics : Abate, Blachier, Canavaggia, Cozzi, Lavail] Down the red mountain Each day I have to climb, My eyes stare at you The perfect sky,
[Music & lyrics : Abate, Blachier, Canavaggia, Cozzi, Lavail] Smoke drifts from my lips As words are hard to find. In my vaporous memories, I see the
[Music & lyrics : Abate, Blachier, Canavaggia, Cozzi, Lavail] When the light is in your back And the eve in your eyes Do you feel the breath of anguish
[Music & lyrics : Abate, Blachier, Canavaggia, Cozzi, Lavail] I've never asked To live this life of pain and suffering I've never asked To be part of
[Music & lyrics : Abate, Blachier, Canavaggia, Cozzi, Lavail] Praying for an end to come Craving for the redemption, Engulfed in a morality So blind
[Music & lyrics : Abate, Blachier, Canavaggia, Cozzi, Lavail] 6 times the pain, 6 times the hatred 6 times the sadness, insanity is storming in your
