Toxido - Borghesia.mp3

Toxido - Borghesia.mp3
Toxido-Borghesia (无损音质) 专享
[00:53.79]Night is changi...
[00:53.79]Night is changing into day. City lights are switching off. Long,
[00:57.93]empty streets. I walk and my infinitude is cutting me in half.
[01:07.20]I lay down at the foot of the sky-scraper. I wish someone were here.
[01:18.51]The tenants are coming out still dreamy, smelling like coffee.
[01:26.64]When they se me lying, my legs spread and my eyes full of lon-
[01:28.11]ing, they halt with wide open eyes. The coldness of concrete
[01:36.21]freezes my bones. Maybe all is in vain. An elderly man approa-
[01:40.65]ches, a bag in his hand, and diffidently asks: would you come
[01:44.61]to my place. I say no, let?s do it here, so i can watch the rows
[01:56.58]of bells and the lists tenants while you penetrate me. He lea-
[01:59.67]ves; the coldness and humidity of the early morning give me
[02:07.53]shudders. I pick up my rags. Nobody else comes out. My desire
[02:09.69]for utter pain is crazy. Is it?
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