Parole...Parole...Parole

"...You say there's something wrong in my head So I like to bleed You say I'm scaring you now but I'm tired From watching you sleep I'd erase what you say Scramble words in the way But you can't take away Turn away Run away Fuck with me Don't say that it's over I'd kill to be closer..."

Lui. Il mio demone. La malattia e la cura. La disperazione e il piacere. L'inizio e la fine.