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-Marica Rosolia

'Was my plan madness??
Maybe...
...but what would life be without a pinch of madness?
-Paperina

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I do not know why I would go
In front of you and hide my soul
'Cause you're the only one who knows it,
Yeah you're the only one who knows it
And I will hide behind my pride
Don't know why I think I can lie
I can't see past my own nose, I'm seeing everything in slo-mo
Look out below crashing down to the ground just like a vertical locomotive
That's a train, am I painting the picture that's in my brain?
A train from the sky, locomotive, my motives are insane
My flow's not great, okay, I conversate with people
Who know if I flow on a song I'll get no radio play
While you're doing fine, there's some people and I
Who have a really tough time getting through this life
We're broken
We're broken
We're broken
We're broken people, oh

For all cancer patients...

It's LeviOsa,
not LeviosA!

I love my...

...left hand!