Who's hungry?

Airplane, you're leaving, far from here who knows what you'll see?
The immense lights of those cities, how big we don't know.
Airplane, they say that there are cars bigger than you and roads that if you are not awake, you will never cross them again.
Airplane, tell me if there are lakes so big that if I look from one shore, I won't see the other side.

But I don't know whether to believe it or not,
I've never been there.
So many things I will not see,
but you will tell me!

If it happens that you will pass through this gray sky, leave me a little bit of all that immensity.
If it happens that you will pass again in this sky, give me at least a little freedom!

I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real

The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything

What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end...

Vertigo is not the fear of falling, but the desire to fly

Dinner is ready 😋

I don't know why, but I haven't spoken to you in a while.
If I look at your face I can't tell you what I feel.
I know I won't have all the time, but every time I seem to miss the moment.
And I can't help it, I stand here in silence, while I think: "This is all nonsense!"
The average Italian is full of remorse, he inherits thoughts in the family and meditates on the sofa.

I'm made of ice and that's why I don't do it.
I never say "I love you", but then I melt in the first ray of sunshine.
The trouble is that I can't find the words, with a lump in my throat and heartbeats pounding.
It's too hot, feel your skin burn,
In front of the horizon and above you the stars.
We have the same ideal in mind,
But we can't say it for fear of hurting ourselves!

If everything goes wrong, everything is lost very quickly.
Tell me how to live life without mediocrity.
Responsibility, it's an ugly reality,
I learn how it is, I love you mom.
I would like to tell you a million things,
The truth, give you back what you gave me, at least half!

In one life it's not enough, but every word remains, that's why I hate myself when I don't say what's on my mind.
What is in my heart I would like to shout it to the world, I would like to tell my parents what I feel from the bottom.
And the more I don't do it, the deeper I sink.
The more I touch rock bottom, the more I don't answer.
You never talk to me, not even for a second...

This summer I'm planning to visit Vienna, Bratislava and Budapest. Hit me up if you'll want I'll do some photos of you there!

Hush, my darling, don't fear, my darling,
The lion sleeps tonight!