A man, gagged
Wounded and swollen
Tied to a chair
In a basement
With his back turned a girl
Prepares something
At the workbench
Without ever turning around
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
The man wakes up
And looks around
Then asks the girl
And who the f*ck are you
She without turning
Answers softly
I am your destiny
Your last morning
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
On the side of a road
There is a secret code
In a leather bag
You can hear a ticking
You can't stop the wind
That flows on the face
Her name is Grace
And she has victory in her hand
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
An old detective
Saw something
And he understood immediately
But it was too late
Next to a little girl
He read on her face
A strange grimace
And then the bomb exploded
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
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English
A man, gagged
Wounded and swollen
Tied to a chair
In a basement
With his back turned a girl
Prepares something
At the workbench
Without ever turning around
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
The man wakes up
And looks around
Then asks the girl
And who the f*ck are you
She without turning
Answers softly
I am your destiny
Your last morning
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
On the side of a road
There is a secret code
In a leather bag
You can hear a ticking
You can't stop the wind
That flows on the face
Her name is Grace
And she has victory in her hand
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
An old detective
Saw something
And he understood immediately
But it was too late
Next to a little girl
He read on her face
A strange grimace
And then the bomb exploded
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
Wounded and swollen
Tied to a chair
In a basement
With his back turned a girl
Prepares something
At the workbench
Without ever turning around
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
The man wakes up
And looks around
Then asks the girl
And who the f*ck are you
She without turning
Answers softly
I am your destiny
Your last morning
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
On the side of a road
There is a secret code
In a leather bag
You can hear a ticking
You can't stop the wind
That flows on the face
Her name is Grace
And she has victory in her hand
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
An old detective
Saw something
And he understood immediately
But it was too late
Next to a little girl
He read on her face
A strange grimace
And then the bomb exploded
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
Fatal anomaly
Writer: Massimo Franchini
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid