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(music by Davide Moras, Andrea Buratto, Andrea Piccardi, Federico Pennazzato; lyrics by Davide Moras)

I see you coming in your sunday dress

gotta feeling our meeting's gonna be a mess

As you start talking, I keep on walking

hoping my good star will keep me from...

...Tying a rope round your neck and

putting hundred scorpions under your skin

Break your fingers one by one

and feel the sound of your bones all night long

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I don't need your appreciation

your disguise and your fuckin' celebration

I don't need your appreciation

I just need you to stay miles away from me

All you gave me last Xmas was a packet

C-c-c-c-covered with lies

Think once... or better think twice

next time there'll be no one to keep me from...

...setting your house on fire and

Throwing a punch right at your face

having private rock'n'roll with your girl

to feel the sound of her voice all night long

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I don't need your appreciation

the heavy weight of your fuckin' invitations

I don't need your appreciation

I just need you to stay miles away from me

What is cool is miles from you

I gotta tell you baby, I gotta tell you

You make me laugh, you make me cry

so please get away... from my eyes

I wanna see you run in march 3.5

I still smell the stench of your lies

You make me laugh, you make me cry

so please get away... from my eyes

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