Testo A.n.i.o.

In the silence of your lonely room,
you feel confused, don't know what to do,
and the ground moves by itself,
it's trying to grab you with its big hands.

You can sense the air, over.
You can sense the air, all over.
Another night is over, you're trying to get it over
The day is finally over, you're trying to get it over.

And then you wake up, you're still confused,
your body's crawling to reach the door,
and the ground moves by itself,
is floating under your feet as well.

You can sense the air, over.
You can sense the air, all over.

Another night is over, you're trying to get it over
The day is finally over, you're trying to get it over.
Another night is over, you're trying to get it over
The day is finally over, you're trying to get it over.
Another night is over, you're trying to get it over
The day is finally over, you're trying to get it over.
Another night is over, you're trying to get it over
The day is finally over, you're trying to get it over.