Fottuta nausea che non ti molla.
Take your life, give it a shake.
Now, I think we're taking this too far.
Don't you know that it's not this hard?
Take what's your's and I'll take mine.
If you run away now,
Will you come back around?
And if you ran away,
I'd still wave goodbye
Watching you shine bright.
Brighter, Paramore.
Villarocca, CREMONA
photos@Valeria Rossini