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• Artiste: Luca Brasi
• Titre: Bastard
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We're getting better, yeah crashing harder Can't get past it, life's still a bastard We're getting better, yeah crashing harder Can't get past it, life's still a bastard In my head Sometimes it's loud and I can't get to sleep Without the feeling of missing something oh so sweet That you never said to me So go on say it to me I thrashed my memory On the pile of drinks you see in front of me I'm feeling far from clean I burnt a hole right through my gut So while I wretch and spit up blood I'll say Nothing's ever good enough We're getting better, yeah crashing harder Can't get past it, life's still a bastard We're getting better, yeah crashing harder Can't get past it, life's still a bastard Can you feel it? The age and everything that we could've been The losing feeling of missing everything so sweet Like we never got to be I thrashed my memory On the pile of drinks you see in front of me I'm feeling far from clean I burnt a hole right through my gut So while I wretch and spit up blood I'll say Nothing's ever good enough Crashing harder Getting better Crashing harder Getting better I thrashed my memory On the pile of drinks you see in front of me I'm feeling far from clean I burnt a hole right through my gut So while I wretch and spit up blood I'll say Nothing's ever good enough I thrashed my memory On the pile of drinks you see in front of me I'm feeling far from clean I burnt a hole right through my gut So while I wretch and spit up blood I'll say Nothing's ever good enough