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I was born in Vergato in Italy too long ago .. I studied pro guitar at the Music Academy in Bologna .. I had many small and big experiences over the years .. then I stopped listening to music inside me for a long time.. but it seems she's never gone .. I write songs that I hope someone will like . that's all.
this is the thought that inspires my musical project
I'm a perfect nobody
who would just like to get you excited a little
dressed only in dreams and illusions
worn out, torn but still on me
and I don't care what he thinks
I don't care what she thinks
I only care what you're feeling
the fire is burning too much inside
not to see it in my eyes
the pain has grown too much in me
to keep it buried here again
changed my voice to music
I cry the desire to feel that I am there
in every note that I play every day
the darkness of my past still humiliates me
but not now not now that I play for you
just tell me it was worth it
that miracles can happen
that these notes have touched you
that I can still give something
in a time when you exist alone
if you are beautiful or if you are rich
How much am I worth in my worn rags?
How much is my ugly face worth?
how much is my miserable existence worth?
then close your eyes and don't look at me
and try not to know anything about me
but please listen to my voice now
and imagine that whoever you want to play it
I just wanted to get you excited for a minute
and if I can I will know that someone exists
who knew me like no one ever.
Lore🤙
this is the thought that inspires my musical project
I'm a perfect nobody
who would just like to get you excited a little
dressed only in dreams and illusions
worn out, torn but still on me
and I don't care what he thinks
I don't care what she thinks
I only care what you're feeling
the fire is burning too much inside
not to see it in my eyes
the pain has grown too much in me
to keep it buried here again
changed my voice to music
I cry the desire to feel that I am there
in every note that I play every day
the darkness of my past still humiliates me
but not now not now that I play for you
just tell me it was worth it
that miracles can happen
that these notes have touched you
that I can still give something
in a time when you exist alone
if you are beautiful or if you are rich
How much am I worth in my worn rags?
How much is my ugly face worth?
how much is my miserable existence worth?
then close your eyes and don't look at me
and try not to know anything about me
but please listen to my voice now
and imagine that whoever you want to play it
I just wanted to get you excited for a minute
and if I can I will know that someone exists
who knew me like no one ever.
Lore🤙
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