For get through, forget you.
The girl with the thorn in her side.
A[d]riana, troppi anni.
I am the daughter and the heir, of a shyness that is criminally vulgar.
I am the daughter and the heir, of nothing in particular.
Here I am, a rabbit hearted girl
Frozen in the headlights
It seems I've made the final sacrifice
I must become a lion hearted girl
Ready for a fight
Before I make the final sacrifice