Lyrics Rotten Mouth And Broken Arm - Linea 77

When I woke up today, breathing the air of the morning
Spinning like a coin, I wait to kiss the ground
Spinning like a coin, I wait to embrace the ground

When I woke up today, I'm like an happy ghost
I'm floating in this yellow sky
My headphones like wax into my ears
I'm flying over this town again

It's so sublime, passion versus logic
I'm trying to avoid the fall
Lying myself that nothing is changed

Please leave me here floating in silence
Living a web of disease, silence
I need more silence, falling down like an angel
In silence, I start to shine

Alone you have to rise and hold on to the last
In the end what I need is to find a new way
To comply myself with this fake world

I'm spinning like a coin, rotten mouths and broken arms
I'm waiting to kiss the ground pretending to be right
I'm spinning like a coin, rotten mouths and broken arms
I'm waiting to kiss the ground and have fun

Shaking hands versus amenable tongue
Nose bleed stained with blood, young and old ties
New fashion, old fashion, unreal life, the same illusions

They are calling the role, your name is the next
But I have to think about me and myself
Wrong time, wrong words, forget to answer
Right time, right words, repeat the question

Living a web of disease, silence
I need more silence
Falling down like an angel
In silence, I start to shine

Alone you have to rise and hold on to the last
In the end what I need is to find a new way
To comply myself with this fake world

I'm spinning like a coin, rotten mouths and broken arms
I'm waiting to kiss the ground pretending to be right
I'm spinning like a coin, rotten mouths and broken arms
I'm waiting to kiss the ground and have fun

I'm spinning like a coin waiting to kiss the ground
I'm spinning like a coin, now I wanna have some fun