Perfect Ratio Testo

I know, if I wear out my earsI❝ll never hear again from you
And so, I❝ll protect them my dear
I❝ll never hear the end from you
Don❝t leave, I know it❝s alien
Imagine if you knew back then
Bereaved, I know you felt it too
You❝ll never forget the end
You❝ll always get the best advice
When you❝re sleeping
Hope is a torturing device
That you❝re reaping
Turned away from paradise
You❝ll be creeping
Just to feel something nice
And end up keeping, it close to you
Morning tears
And late night beers
Not fair, if I burn out my eyes
Staring will be difficult
I swear, I won❝t stare at the Sun
And wish I were a thunderbolt
I think, the clouds have it easy
Love, revenge is all the same
One blink, evaporate to nothing
Blame the weather by it❝s name
You❝ll always get the best advice
When you❝re sleeping
Hope is a torturing device
That you❝re reaping
Turned away from paradise
You❝ll be creeping
Just to feel something nice
And end up keeping, it close to you
Morning tears
And late night beers