Come i Pompieri

E come le Gazzelle.
La squadriglia.

(capìta da nessuno)

Dicevo.
Sempre pronti, come i Pompieri, come le Gazzelle, anche questa volta siete spuntati e hop.

Grazie ragazzi.

Come, Sweet Death

Premettendo che non sto assolutamente pensando al suicidio, mi chiedo:

Perché questa canzone così terribile è anche così incredibilmente bella?

Komm susser tod (End of Evangelion OST)

know, I know I've let you down
I've been a fool to myself
I thought that I could
live for no one else
But now through all the hurt & pain
It's time for me to respect
the ones you love
mean more than anything
So with sadness in my heart
(I) feel the best thing I could do
is end it all
and leave forever
what's done is done it feels so bad
what once was happy now is sad
I'll never love again
my world is ending

I wish that I could turn back time
cos now the guilt is all mine
can't live without
the trust from those you love
I know we can't forget the past
you can't forget love & pride
because of that, it's killing me inside

It all returns to nothing, it all comes
tumbling down. tumbling down.
tumbling down
It all returns to nothing, I just keep
letting me down, letting me down,
letting me down
In my heart of hearts
I know that I could never love again
I've lost everything
everything
everything that matters to me,
matters in this world

I wish that I could turn back time
cos now the guilt is all mine
can't live without
the trust from those you love
I know we can't forget the past
you can't forget love & pride
because of that, it's killing me inside

It all returns to nothing, it all comes
tumbling down. tumbling down.
tumbling down
It all returns to nothing, I just keep
letting me down, letting me down,
letting me down
It all returns to nothing, it all comes
tumbling down. tumbling down.
tumbling down
It all returns to nothing, I just keep
letting me down, letting me down,
letting me down

Risacca

Mi è già successo.

Io vedo, io sento, io so.

Anche prima di te, io lo so.

E quindi ciao, anche tu sei persa.

La base della piramide, questo rimane.

Mi Porto Avanti

Tra 2 mesi ho 30 anni.

Non sono sposato.

Non ho figli.

Minchia, bello.

Mavaffanculo.