Måneskin - La Paura Del Buio

I hear a thousand voices speaking, but I don't hear what they're saying

I look in the mirror and I imagine to be in a circus

On a merry-go-round of happiness and I don't want to get off of it

Even if I'm not having fun anymore

Sometimes I feel like a miracle and sometimes ridiculous

Then I lose my mind in a second, but don't go tell it around

I'm out of myself



And so take me, bite me, strip me of everything

I still won't be afraid of the dark

When I'll be on the ground, shattered



And so spit on me, tear my clothes off of me

And so buy me, sell me, do everything to me

Not us, not us, not me, me



I've been preparing my valzer with the devil

Since I was a child

You can call me crazy, bastard, insane