Lyrics

Heavy change is what I need
No bag of silver with a smiling queen
I got a spider in a box you see
Someday I'll take a little sum for me
From Rome to my very hand
Slipping through like each grain of sand
I open letters to the sound of air
But, aw get away I don't want to share.
Written by: Giuseppe Di Stassi
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