Mirando per gli affetti acerbi e strani l’anima vostra de’ suoi nodi sciolta (исполнитель: Amor piangeva, et io con lui tal volta, dal qual miei)
safety net don't hold me now in this hole i've fallen down secret home i've made and found a new way to breathe [bad word] off i've had enough [bad word] off and in sickness you are free and in the thickness you'll find me in the city, you find faith in the people you see fear that remind you of your own let it go and [bad word] off i've had enough [bad word] off and in the sickness you are free and in the thickness you'll find me you don't have to beg you'll find me
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