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E' un fiore di vent'anni e tu non l'hai capito
E' un sogno divertente e tu sarai il mattino
Le frasi che ti dice hanno gli occhi grandi
Non puoi approfittarne, almeno tu

Non sa che il tempo è un cerchio su una discesa
Non sa che c'è un'attesa dopo un'altra attesa
E' in vena d'entusiasmo e tu sarai il vampiro
E' un fiore di vent'anni e tu non l'hai capito

E' un treno che è in ritardo e tu sei già partito
E' un attimo fuggente ma eri già fuggito
E' un passo troppo lungo che ti ha distaccato
Non puoi restare indietro, almeno tu

Tu che abiti il silenzio del tuo rumore
Tu che hai confuso il senso delle mie parole
Potresti non pensarci e far sembrar fiorito
Un fiore di vent'anni freddo ed appassito

E' un equilibrio troppo fragile
E'una canzone che non sai cantere
E' una risposta che non hai mai pronta
Come rimpiangi gli anni fa
Giorni sbagliati ma diversi

Responsabilità

(Perturbazione - La rosa dei 20)

ma dimmi tu dove sara'
dov'e' la strada per le stelle
mentre parlano
si guardano e si scambiano la pelle
e cominciano a volare.

(Lucio Dalla - Anna e Marco)

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No wonder you're looking thin, when all that you live on is lipgloss and
cigarettes And scraps at the end of the day when he's given the rest to
someone with long black hair All those nights in, making such a mess of
the bed Oh you never ever want to go home And he wants you so you may
as well hang around for a while, call your dad on the phone He changed his
mind last Monday, so you've gotta leave by Sunday, yeah You've lost your
lipgloss honey, Oh yeah Now nothing you do can turn him on, there's
something wrong You had it once but now it's gone And you feel such a
fool for laughing at bad jokes and putting up with all his friends and
kissing in public What are they gonna say when they run into you again?
That your stomach looks bigger and your hair is a mess and your eyes are
just holes on your face And it rains every day and when it doesn't, the
sun makes you feel worse anyway He changed his mind las Monday, so you've
gotta leave by Sunday, yeah You've lost your lipgloss honey, Oh yeah
Now nothing you can do can turn him on, there's something wrong Though
you knew there was no way it was gonna last for ever, it still shook
youwhen he told you in a letter that he didn't wanna see you You nearly
lost your mind, Oh yeah You've lost you lipgloss honey, Oh yeah Now
nothing you can do can turn him on, there's something wrong You had it
once but now it's gone, Oh yeah.

(Pulp - Lipgloss)

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Mis-shapes, mistakes, misfits.
Raised on a diet of broken biscuits, oh
We don't look the same as you,
We don't do the things you do,
But we live around here too, Oh really.

Mis-shapes, mistakes, misfits,
We'd like to go to town but we can't risk it, oh
Cos they just want to keep us out.
You could end up with a smack in the mouth
Just for standing out, Oh really.

Brothers, sisters, can't you see?
The future's owned by you and me.
There won't be fighting in the street.
They think they've got us beat, but revenge is going to be so sweet.
We're making a move,
We're making it now,
We're coming out of the side-lines.
Just put your hands up - it's a raid yeah.
We want your homes,
We want your lives,
We want the things you won't allow us.
We won't use guns,
We won't use bombs,
We'll use the one thing we've got more of - that's our minds.

Check your lucky numbers,
That much money could drag you under, oh.
What's the point of being rich,
If you can't think what to do with it?
Cos you're so bleeding thick.
Oh we weren't supposed to be,
We learnt too much at school now we
Can't help but see,
That the future that you've got mapped out is
Nothing much to shout about.

We're making a move,
We're making it now,
We're coming out of the side-lines.
Just put your hands up - it's a raid yeah.
We want your homes,
We want your lives,
We want the things you won't allow us.
We won't use guns,
We won't use bombs,
We'll use the one thing we've got more of - that's our minds

Brothers, sisters, can't you see?
The future's owned by you and me.
There won't be fighting in the street.
They think they've got us beat, but revenge is going to be so sweet.
We're making a move.
We're making it now.
We're coming out of the sidelines.
Just put your hands up - it's a raid.
We want your homes,
We want your lives,
We want the things you won't allow us.
We won't use guns,
We won't use bombs,
We'll use the one thing we've got more of - that's our minds.
And that's our minds. Yeah

(Pulp - Mis-shapes)

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I tried so hard, my dear to show
That you're my every dream
Yet, you're afraid each thing I do
Is just some evil scheme
A memory from your lonesome past
Keeps us so far apart
Why can't I free your doubtful mind
And melt your cold, cold heart

Another love before my time
Made your heart sad and blue
And so my heart is paying now
For things I didn't do
In anger unkind words are said
That make the teardrops start
Why can't I free your doubtful mind
And melt your cold, cold heart

There was a time when I believed
That you belonged to me
But now I know your heart is shackled to a memory
The more I learn to care for you
The more we drift apart
Why can't I free your doubtful mind
And melt your cold, cold heart

(Tony Bennett - Cold cold heart)