Bontempi - Noiserv

Take my prize

Taste myself

The wonders days,

It’s fine

Once my life

I step and slide

I grow and talk

But you don’t tell me

I escape from dones

I grow inside

I taste your god to deny,

Yourself to mine

Take my prize

Take your gun

I drive inside

Of a wrong road to fight

I clap and don’t

I smile to the one

Who smile to the girl

Who is petrified to fight

You smell hope

So why should you

Grow in places

Of the new concept

I smile too

The girl smile smooth

So i should i

Come to get you