Testo di Nina

Something's up with Liz She's lying through her teeth She hides it underneath Buying things that she don't need She can play the game Always speaks to us the same But there's an itch under her chin Give it up, don't let it in Let it in She looks all around And no secret to be found Calm her nerves and fill her glass Helps forget the things that matter Fits inside her room Luna got her her new broom Sweep away some bits of skin Let another day begin Nothing makes much sense, you will see Ripe fruit lands close to the tree All this time won't set you free Take away the water All that's left is loneliness