Attimo: Why is everything so locked up?
Attimo: I know I did the wrong mistake again
Attimo: Guardian help me, angel shoot
Attimo: People say it's a push and pull
Attimo: I know I did the wrong mistake again
Attimo: Newspapers shoot their letters at me
Attimo: I'm alone at last with every other me
Attimo: All you ghosts stand by and salute
Attimo: Like all the lights on New Year
Attimo: You know they stay
Attimo: Don't blame it on the signals
Attimo: Like all these gloomy planets