Testi:
Kevin

Mon nom est Kevin B J?ai tres beaucoup de chance Papa c?est pierre qui roule, Accro est ma maman 16 ans deja passes Un vrai de vrai caid Et Maman

aspetti? Hai presente Kevin Spacey? Bene, e lui Kaiser Souse nei Soliti Sospetti! Serial killer di Seven? Kevin Spacey! Cattivo di Superman? Kevin Spacey! Perfetto Criminale? Kevin

All in all we're fading Like a soul lost in the wilderness We're cold and we're cut off from it Not knowing where it's gonna end There's a star in Bethlehem

As the sand shifts cool beneath your feet By the light of a dead end moon Your haunted fingers on my skin so sweet Your hair the darkest loom Like

You are the center of your own private little constellation And you are the jury and judge of every little deconstructed fable And you like the way it

Every time she comes my way she knows just what to do and say Those little smiles she throws away, they turn my stomach If you listen close enough you

Oh the hymns of angels Suffer over the stench of the 21st century Nothing is black or white Or devoid of industry The face of monotony The litany of

And they said we wouldn't last And they said the years would break our backs So here we are again my friend To mystify their narrow plans You and I were

Oh tell me do you live in dreams You're not exactly what you seem to be Yeah, we want to follow Alycen But come tomorrow we will want to run from Alycen