La Paura Del Buio Maneskin

I hear a thousand voices speaking, but I dont hear what theyre saying

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

On a merry-go-round of happiness and I dont want to get off of it

Even if Im not having fun anymore

Sometimes I feel like a miracle and sometimes ridiculous

Then I lose my mind in a second, but dont go tell it around

Im out of myself



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

I still wont be afraid of the dark

When Ill 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



Ive been preparing my valzer with the devil

Since I was a child

You can call me crazy, bastard, insane