Letras:
Interstella

velocemente come te senza ali voglio emozioni ... emotions sopra di me sto attraversando questo universo come te che non dormi ma voli verso me interstellare

and never went no place We're on a pass, we're on pass I stopped for gas, but where could place be To pay for gas to drive around Around the Interstate

: waiting on a Sunday afternoon for what I read between the lines, your lies. feelin' like a hand in rusted shame so do you laugh or does it cry? reply

Stacy's Mom has got it goin' on, Stacy's Mom has got it goin' on, Stacy's Mom has got it goin' on, Stacy's Mom has got it goin' on. Stacy can I come

solid and gold I don't want to get like you 'Cos you're so full of interstellar soul 'Cos you're so full of interstellar soul So full of interstellar

move if I tell them to. Time will tell and time will take it's toll on you. My heart can rue, even if I don't want it to. Those Churches off the Interstate

Yeah, yes, yes, have I told ya You could really get it on? I was at an all night diner The sign said, triple X But they were talking about root beer

Every sick fickle fucker Childhood's what makes ya Till they treat you like tundra Weigh those opinions, more like air than lead Every planned occupation

Waitin', on a Sunday afternoon For what I read between the lines Your lies Feelin', like a hand in rusted shame So do you laugh, or does it cry? Reply