In effetti, non ci sono più parole per chiedere scusa, né ho voglia di farlo, perché non mi merito nulla. Certo che ce ne vuole di stupidaggine per comportarsi così male.
Agli altri riesco a fare solo del male, non merito niente perché niente riesco a dare.
Eagles - Desperado
Agli altri riesco a fare solo del male, non merito niente perché niente riesco a dare.
Eagles - Desperado
And freedom, oh freedom
well, that’s just some people talkin’
Your prison is walkin’ through this world all aloneDon’t your feet get cold in the wintertime?
The sky won’t snow and the sun won’t shine,
It’s hard to tell the nighttime from the day
You’re losin’ all your highs and lows,
Ain’t it funny how the feelin’ goes away?
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