Testi musica - The Bastard Sons Of Dioniso - In Stasi Perpetua - Nothing to talk about

 

 

 

 

 

It seems to me in this time there is nothing to talk about
It must have been that ice-cream. I won't sleep for nights to come, ah ah
Let's bind them onto those big roots before hearing them shout
It seems to me in this time there is nothing to talk about
I'll do it by myself, by myself, by myself, on my own
I'll do it by myself, by myself, by myself, on my own
I'll do it by myself, by myself, by myself, on my own
I'll do it by myself I don't care 'cause I'm sure I won't fall
Everything would be better if you'd follow through the golden rule
'do it to the others or the others will do it to you'
You couldn't bend my hard steel neither ripped it or chopped it, here you are
Everything would be better
I'll do it by myself, by myself, by myself, on my own
I'll do it by myself
I'll do it by myself, by myself, by myself, on my own
I'll do it by myself, by myself, by myself, on my own
I'll do it by myself, by myself, by myself, on my own
I'll do it by myself I don't care 'cause I'm sure I won't fall