foreign
Tḥy Italians with battered face
oh
The sun is setting
Winter is coming
The clothes are all messed up
I'm still thinking
How to live as a human
And what can I do
I wish I could be gone
I'm still
thinking How to live as a human
And what
can I do
I'm still thinking How to live as a human
I
used
to love you so much
I've been thinking
about you all my life
I've been thinking about you
all my life