Letras:
Costanza Sonic Diary

Take me to New York I?m away from Rome Oh what a nice the neighbourhood Where the cops like to shoot On the streets in queens Fifty bullets and you?re

I feel in the air Like dust in the air My hurt plea is just a little game The city is on fire The city is on fire I feel in the air Like dust in the

( Bonus track ) I?m coming home to you While you sleep my angels

( Rino Gaetano Cover ) I tuoi occhi sono pieni di sale I tuoi occhi sono pieni di sale Di quel sale mattutino che tu prendi in riva al mare Di quel

Have you ever been arrested or convicted for any offence or crime, Even though subject of a pardon, amnesty or other similar legal action Have you ever

Where is my medicine I thought I could ask you for this I love to swallow it Makes me forget of everything Where is my medicine I thought I could ask

I thought you were so beautiful But I was so wrong and too pure I thought you were so beautiful But I was so wrong and too pure But I know, I know We

Where have you been Where have we