Prima Colazione Sbagliata Wrong Breakfast
Prima colazione sbagliata
Si strapazzate il mio cuore, come se si trattasse di una frittata tre uova.
Rompere il guscio della mia anima finché non crollò
Sto cercando così difficile per dimenticare.
Il mio io interiore caduto, bumbled.
Mi sentivo mescolate
Mi sento arruffato
Vorrei dimenticare
Se i nostri tempi ti penti
Il mio amore soffocato
Le mie emozioni accoppiato
English / Italian
Wrong Breakfast
You scrambled my heart, as if it were a three egg omelet.
Breaking the shell of my soul till it crumbled.
I am trying so hard just to forget.
My inner self tumbled, bumbled.
I felt shuffled
I feel ruffled.
I would rather forget.
If our times you regret.
My love muffled,
My emotions coupled.
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