C'è una canzone di Elisa che mi piace da morire, che come tutte le canzoni ricorda un po' la vita... la mia... Bitter words(musica e testo di Elisa Toffoli)I don’t know if I’ll ever tell you this storyI don’t even know whether we’ll have the chanceI don’t know if you’ll ever see me shaking like thisI’m not sure I can open my door to more…Bitter words, full of rage, and clever waysTo find the key to my weakest sideBitter words, full of rage, and clever waysTo find the key to my weakest side I just can’t see where the truth liesI remember seeing in your eyes…But then, oh then, your bitter wordsWhen you knew I wasn’t hidingYou… you hit my soulYou couldn’t make it any deeper insideYou just hit my soul and I cried, I have cried overBitter words, full of rage, and clever waysTo find the key to my weakest sideBitter words, full of rage, and clever waysTo find the key to my weakest side Now only one word is left for me to sayOnly one word is left for me to say: why?Bitter words, full of rage, and clever waysTo find the key to my weakest sideBitter words, full of rage, and clever waysTo find the key to my weakest side Bitter words, full of rage, and clever waysTo find the key to my weakest sideBitter words, full of rage, and clever waysTo find the key to my weakest side Now only one word is left for me to sayOnly one word is left for me to say: why?Un pezzetto della mia vita, scritto da una perfetta sconosciuta... Strano vero?
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C'è una canzone di Elisa che mi piace da morire, che come tutte le canzoni ricorda un po' la vita... la mia... Bitter words(musica e testo di Elisa Toffoli)I don’t know if I’ll ever tell you this storyI don’t even know whether we’ll have the chanceI don’t know if you’ll ever see me shaking like thisI’m not sure I can open my door to more…Bitter words, full of rage, and clever waysTo find the key to my weakest sideBitter words, full of rage, and clever waysTo find the key to my weakest side I just can’t see where the truth liesI remember seeing in your eyes…But then, oh then, your bitter wordsWhen you knew I wasn’t hidingYou… you hit my soulYou couldn’t make it any deeper insideYou just hit my soul and I cried, I have cried overBitter words, full of rage, and clever waysTo find the key to my weakest sideBitter words, full of rage, and clever waysTo find the key to my weakest side Now only one word is left for me to sayOnly one word is left for me to say: why?Bitter words, full of rage, and clever waysTo find the key to my weakest sideBitter words, full of rage, and clever waysTo find the key to my weakest side Bitter words, full of rage, and clever waysTo find the key to my weakest sideBitter words, full of rage, and clever waysTo find the key to my weakest side Now only one word is left for me to sayOnly one word is left for me to say: why?Un pezzetto della mia vita, scritto da una perfetta sconosciuta... Strano vero?