Tin Man (feat. Luca Giacco)

Sometimes late, when things are real

And people share the gift of gab between themselves

Some are quick to take the bait

And catch the perfect prize that waits among the shells

But Oz never did give nothin' to the Tin Man

That he didn't, didn't already have

And cause never was the reason for the evenin'

Or the tropic of Sir Galahad

So please, believe in me

When I say I'm spinnin' round, round, round, round (Ooh)

Smoke glass stain bright color (Ooh)

Image goin' down, down, down, down (Ooh)

Soapsuds green like bubbles (Ooh)

(Ooh, ooh)

Oh, Oz never did give nothin' to the Tin Man

That he didn't, didn't already have

And cause never was the reason for the evenin'

Or the tropic of Sir Galahad

So please, believe in me

When I say I'm spinnin' round, round, round, round (Ooh)

Smoke glass stain bright color (Ooh)

Image goin' down, down, down, down (Ooh)

Soapsuds green like bubbles (Ooh)

(Ooh, ooh)

No, Oz never did give nothin' to the Tin Man

That he didn't, didn't already have

And cause never was the reason for the evenin'

Or the tropic of Sir Galahad

So please, believe in me