Ex

(Musica: Edwood; Testi: Fabio Campetti)

Beeps, clocks, things of the new start
Faces, voices, noises of the train
We are ex, in red dress
We need power for shaming things
The feelings thrill, and excite so we are all right
Glasses, crisis, haircut for a strange look
A new season, that's spring
And the hot air will embrace my friends
We are ex, in red dress
We need power for shaming things
The feelings thrill, and excite so we feel all right
Friends dance like bears in the mountains