Well I don't know your secrets, I'm no visionary
Yeah, I don't know your story but I like what I see
So, tell me what you've been missing
I'll do anything to get you ticking
And you might be the answer to the sinner in me
Oh, it's automatic
You know I just gotta have it
I'll make your body a habit
You know there's some kind of magic, uh-huh
Do you wanna, do you wanna
Own my mind, own my mind?
Do you wanna, do you wanna
All the time, all the time?
Do you wanna know what the good good bad things all feel like?
Yeah, do you wanna, do you wanna
Own my mind, own my mind?
Own my mind, own my mind?
Own my mind, own my mind?
Do you wanna know what the good good bad things all feel like?
Do you wanna, do you wanna
Own my mind, own my mind?
In my civilization you're the king and the queen
I'm praying at your altar
If you know what I mean
Yeah, everything I've been missing
You've been serving up in your kitchen
No, I'm not even superstitious
But I'm feeling you're something vicious, yeah
It's automatic
You know I just gotta have it
I'll make your body a habit
You know there's some kind of magic, uh huh
Do you wanna, do you wanna
Own my mind, own my mind?
Do you wanna, do you wanna
All the time, all the time?
Do you wanna know what the good good bad things all feel like?
Yeah, do you wanna, do you wanna
Own my mind, own my mind?
Own my mind, own my mind?
Own my mind, own my mind?
Do you wanna know what the good good bad things all feel like?
Do you wanna, do you wanna
Own my mind, own my mind?
Do you want a long night?
Do you wanna be mine?
Do you wanna go once, go twice?
Uh-huh
Do you wanna a long night?
Do you wanna be mine?
Do you wanna go once, go twice?
Uh-huh
Do you wanna, do you wanna
Own my mind, own my mind?
Do you wanna, do you wanna
Own my mind, own my mind?
Do you wanna know what the good good bad things all feel like?
Do you wanna, do you wanna
Own my mind, own my mind?
Maneskin - Rush! Album Lyrics
Maneskin - Rush! Lyrics
Writer: Benjamin Berger, Damiano David, Ethan Torchio, Nathan Cyphert, Ryan Rabin, Thomas Raggi, Victoria De Angelis
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
GOSSIP
Welcome to the city of lies
Where everything's got a price
It's gonna be in your favorite place
You can be a movie star
And get everything you want
Just put some plastic on your face
This place is a circus, you just see the surface
They cover shit under the rug
You can't see they're faking, they'll never be naked
Just fill your drink with tonic gin, this is the American dream, so
Sip the gossip, drink 'til you choke
Sip the gossip, burn down your throat
You're not iconic, you are just like them all
Don't act like you don't know, so
Sip the gossip, drink 'til you choke
Sip the gossip, burn down your throat
You're not iconic, you are just like them all
Don't act like you don't know
Keep drinking and acting cool
Don't care if your day is blue
Nobody loves a gloomy face, just
Take your pills and dance all night
Don't think at all, that's the advice
So c'mon, let's try, it's just a taste
This place is a circus, you just see the surface
They cover shit under the rug
You can't see they're faking, they'll never be naked
Just fill your drink with tonic gin, this is the American dream, so
Sip the gossip, drink 'til you choke
Sip the gossip, burn down your throat
You're not iconic, you are just like them all
Don't act like you don't know, so
Sip the gossip, drink 'til you choke
Sip the gossip, burn down your throat
You're not iconic, you are just like them all
Don't act like you don't know
So sip the gossip, drink 'til you choke
Sip the gossip, burn down your throat
You're not iconic, you are just like them all
Don't act like you don't know
Where everything's got a price
It's gonna be in your favorite place
You can be a movie star
And get everything you want
Just put some plastic on your face
This place is a circus, you just see the surface
They cover shit under the rug
You can't see they're faking, they'll never be naked
Just fill your drink with tonic gin, this is the American dream, so
Sip the gossip, drink 'til you choke
Sip the gossip, burn down your throat
You're not iconic, you are just like them all
Don't act like you don't know, so
Sip the gossip, drink 'til you choke
Sip the gossip, burn down your throat
You're not iconic, you are just like them all
Don't act like you don't know
Keep drinking and acting cool
Don't care if your day is blue
Nobody loves a gloomy face, just
Take your pills and dance all night
Don't think at all, that's the advice
So c'mon, let's try, it's just a taste
This place is a circus, you just see the surface
They cover shit under the rug
You can't see they're faking, they'll never be naked
Just fill your drink with tonic gin, this is the American dream, so
Sip the gossip, drink 'til you choke
Sip the gossip, burn down your throat
You're not iconic, you are just like them all
Don't act like you don't know, so
Sip the gossip, drink 'til you choke
Sip the gossip, burn down your throat
You're not iconic, you are just like them all
Don't act like you don't know
So sip the gossip, drink 'til you choke
Sip the gossip, burn down your throat
You're not iconic, you are just like them all
Don't act like you don't know
Writer: Damiano David, Ethan Torchio, Joe Janiak, Madison Love, Thomas Raggi, Victoria De Angelis, Tom Morello
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
TIMEZONE
You're wearing my old clothes
But you, you wear it better
And every time I see your face
The moon should be jealous
And I keep talking to the wall
Till he's a friend of mine
I call you every hour just to tell you
That I'm losing my mind
Now I know you're sleeping
Where I'm supposed to be?
Wish I could've stayed
The only thing that keeps us apart
Is seven thousand miles
Running like a mad dog
The only thing that keeps us apart
Is a different timezone
So f*ck what I'm dreaming, this fame has no meaning
I'm coming home
The only thing that keeps us apart
Is a different timezone
Tomorrow I've got another plane
I'm not gonna take it
Mmm, instead I'm gonna fly straight to you
I paid double for the tickets
And I don't give a shit about
The contracts that I signed
And they can say whatever
We'll be making love
I'm f*cking you tonight
Now I know you're sleeping
Where I'm supposed to be, eh?
Wish I could've stayed
The only thing that keeps us apart
Is seven thousand miles
Running like a mad dog
The only thing that keeps us apart
Is a different timezone
So f*ck what I'm dreaming, this fame has no meaning
I'm coming home
The only thing that keeps us apart
Is a different timezone
So f*ck what I'm dreaming, this fame has no meaning
I'm coming home
The only thing that keeps us apart
Is a different timezone
But you, you wear it better
And every time I see your face
The moon should be jealous
And I keep talking to the wall
Till he's a friend of mine
I call you every hour just to tell you
That I'm losing my mind
Now I know you're sleeping
Where I'm supposed to be?
Wish I could've stayed
The only thing that keeps us apart
Is seven thousand miles
Running like a mad dog
The only thing that keeps us apart
Is a different timezone
So f*ck what I'm dreaming, this fame has no meaning
I'm coming home
The only thing that keeps us apart
Is a different timezone
Tomorrow I've got another plane
I'm not gonna take it
Mmm, instead I'm gonna fly straight to you
I paid double for the tickets
And I don't give a shit about
The contracts that I signed
And they can say whatever
We'll be making love
I'm f*cking you tonight
Now I know you're sleeping
Where I'm supposed to be, eh?
Wish I could've stayed
The only thing that keeps us apart
Is seven thousand miles
Running like a mad dog
The only thing that keeps us apart
Is a different timezone
So f*ck what I'm dreaming, this fame has no meaning
I'm coming home
The only thing that keeps us apart
Is a different timezone
So f*ck what I'm dreaming, this fame has no meaning
I'm coming home
The only thing that keeps us apart
Is a different timezone
Writer: Damiano David, Victoria De Angelis, Thomas Raggi, Ethan Torchio, Justin Tranter, Rami Yacoub, Sylvester Willy Silverstein
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
BLA BLA BLA
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah, ah
You broke my heart so I crashed your car
You say you're sorry, well I bet you are
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah, ah
And bla-bla, bla-bla-bla, bla, bla
I hate your face but I like your mom's
You play it smart but you look so dumb
Du-du, du-du-du, du-dumb
And ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah, ah
I wanna f*ck, let's go to my spot
But I'm too drunk and I can't get hard
Ha-ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-hard
And bla-bla, bla-bla-bla, bla, bla
You said you love me but it's just for fun
Give me a chance and I'll make you a lady
Gaga-gaga-gaga-ga
And ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah, ah
You like cocaine but you don't like pot
You say I'm a loser 'cause I want a puff
Pu-pu-pu-pu-pu-pu-puff
And bla-bla, bla-bla-bla, bla, bla
You said, "Goodbye" so guess what I've done
I called your best friend and I said, "Wassup?"
"Let's fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-f*ck"
So ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah, ah
And then we went to your favorite club
She drank too much and she said you are
A twa-twa-twa-twa-twa-twa-twat
And ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah, ah
Then I drove into a parking lot
She smiled and told me, "You have a massive car"
Ca-car, co-co-co-cock
And ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah, ah
I don't get how I felt in love
I guess I liked playing with your dog
It made me feel like we had a son
But fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-f*ck you
My mama told me that she never liked you
My life sucks and the blame is on you
So fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-f*ck you, again
And no-no, no-no-no, no, no
You got me angry and now I love punk
I listen to The Smiths crying alone
So please, please let me get what I want
So fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-f*ck you
All my friends they were right about you
You are so basic and you've got stupid tattoos
So fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-f*ck you, again
And do no-no, no-no-no, no, no
You said I'm ugly and my band sucks
But I just got a billion streaming song
So kiss, kiss my bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-butt
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah, ah
You broke my heart so I crashed your car
You say you're sorry, well I bet you are
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah, ah
And bla-bla, bla-bla-bla, bla, bla
I hate your face but I like your mom's
You play it smart but you look so dumb
Du-du, du-du-du, du-dumb
And ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah, ah
I wanna f*ck, let's go to my spot
But I'm too drunk and I can't get hard
Ha-ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-hard
And bla-bla, bla-bla-bla, bla, bla
You said you love me but it's just for fun
Give me a chance and I'll make you a lady
Gaga-gaga-gaga-ga
And ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah, ah
You like cocaine but you don't like pot
You say I'm a loser 'cause I want a puff
Pu-pu-pu-pu-pu-pu-puff
And bla-bla, bla-bla-bla, bla, bla
You said, "Goodbye" so guess what I've done
I called your best friend and I said, "Wassup?"
"Let's fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-f*ck"
So ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah, ah
And then we went to your favorite club
She drank too much and she said you are
A twa-twa-twa-twa-twa-twa-twat
And ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah, ah
Then I drove into a parking lot
She smiled and told me, "You have a massive car"
Ca-car, co-co-co-cock
And ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah, ah
I don't get how I felt in love
I guess I liked playing with your dog
It made me feel like we had a son
But fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-f*ck you
My mama told me that she never liked you
My life sucks and the blame is on you
So fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-f*ck you, again
And no-no, no-no-no, no, no
You got me angry and now I love punk
I listen to The Smiths crying alone
So please, please let me get what I want
So fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-f*ck you
All my friends they were right about you
You are so basic and you've got stupid tattoos
So fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-f*ck you, again
And do no-no, no-no-no, no, no
You said I'm ugly and my band sucks
But I just got a billion streaming song
So kiss, kiss my bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-butt
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah, ah
Writer: Damiano David, Victoria De Angelis, Thomas Raggi, Ethan Torchio, Pablo Bowman
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
BABY SAID
What's your thoughts about religion?
Are you close to your mother?
Tell me 'bout your dream vacation
And all of your ex lovers
Tell me now
What's that look on your face?
She puts her hand on my lips, begging
"Please, end this conversation"
Baby said
"When you're talking, I go dead"
"Shut your mouth, give me your head" (uh-uh-uh-uh)
I know you really want to
Baby said
"Let me taste your silhouette"
"You can talk between my legs" (uh-uh-uh-uh)
I know you really want to
Tell me, what's your favorite color?
And all of your ambitions
I'm not afraid of you being vulgar
But why are you so vicious?
Tell me now
"What's that look on your face?"
She puts her hand on my lips, begging
"Please, end this conversation"
Baby said
"When you're talking, I go dead"
"Shut your mouth, give me your head" (uh-uh-uh-uh)
I know you really want to
Baby said
"Let me taste your silhouette"
"You can talk between my legs" (uh-uh-uh-uh)
I know you really want to
I was runnin' and runnin' and runnin' and runnin' and runnin' after you
I was runnin' and runnin' and runnin' and runnin' and runnin' after you
I was cryin' and lovin' while you were just comin' and howlin' at the moon
Yeah, you were runnin' and runnin' and runnin' away from this conversation
Baby said
"When you're talkin', I go dead"
"Shut your mouth, give me your head" (uh-uh-uh-uh)
I know you really want to
Baby said
"Let me taste your silhouette"
"You can talk between my legs" (uh-uh-uh-uh)
I know you really want to (ow!)
I wish she didn't, but my baby said
I wish she didn't, but my baby said
I wish she didn't, but my baby said
I wish she didn't, but my baby said
Are you close to your mother?
Tell me 'bout your dream vacation
And all of your ex lovers
Tell me now
What's that look on your face?
She puts her hand on my lips, begging
"Please, end this conversation"
Baby said
"When you're talking, I go dead"
"Shut your mouth, give me your head" (uh-uh-uh-uh)
I know you really want to
Baby said
"Let me taste your silhouette"
"You can talk between my legs" (uh-uh-uh-uh)
I know you really want to
Tell me, what's your favorite color?
And all of your ambitions
I'm not afraid of you being vulgar
But why are you so vicious?
Tell me now
"What's that look on your face?"
She puts her hand on my lips, begging
"Please, end this conversation"
Baby said
"When you're talking, I go dead"
"Shut your mouth, give me your head" (uh-uh-uh-uh)
I know you really want to
Baby said
"Let me taste your silhouette"
"You can talk between my legs" (uh-uh-uh-uh)
I know you really want to
I was runnin' and runnin' and runnin' and runnin' and runnin' after you
I was runnin' and runnin' and runnin' and runnin' and runnin' after you
I was cryin' and lovin' while you were just comin' and howlin' at the moon
Yeah, you were runnin' and runnin' and runnin' away from this conversation
Baby said
"When you're talkin', I go dead"
"Shut your mouth, give me your head" (uh-uh-uh-uh)
I know you really want to
Baby said
"Let me taste your silhouette"
"You can talk between my legs" (uh-uh-uh-uh)
I know you really want to (ow!)
I wish she didn't, but my baby said
I wish she didn't, but my baby said
I wish she didn't, but my baby said
I wish she didn't, but my baby said
Writer: Damiano David, Ethan Torchio, Justin Drew Tranter, Martin Max Sandberg, Rami Yacoub, Sylvester Willy Silverstein, Thomas Raggi, Victoria De Angelis
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
GASOLINE
You're nothing but gasoline
Starting fires since seventeen
Silver spoon in daddy's jeans
You go four, three, two, one, count it, count it down
Mister in a stolen dress
You're so dark but you're painted red
Soaking wet in your golden bed
You go four, three, two, one, count it, count it down
How are you sleeping at night?
How do you close both your eyes?
Living with all of those lives on your hands?
Standing alone on that hill
Using your fuel to kill
We won't take it standing still
Watch us dance
How are you sleeping at night?
How do you close both your eyes?
Living with all of those lives on your hands?
Standing alone on that hill
Using your fuel to kill
We won't take it standing still
Watch us dance
We're gonna dance on gasoline
We're gonna dance on gasoline
We're gonna dance on gasoline
Your ego is dangerous
Your own blood is losing trust
With neighbors left in the dust
We go four, three, two, one, count it, count it down
Seated on a stolen throne
Playing God with your heart of stone
The whole world is waiting for you to go
Down, down, down, down
Down
How are you sleeping at night?
How do you close both your eyes?
Living with all of those lives on your hands?
Standing alone on that hill
Using your fuel to kill
We won't take it standing still
Watch us dance
How are you sleeping at night?
How do you close both your eyes?
Living with all of those lives on your hands?
Standing alone on that hill
Using your fuel to kill
We won't take it standing still
Watch us dance
We're gonna dance on gasoline
We're gonna dance on gasoline
We're gonna dance on gasoline
Starting fires since seventeen
Silver spoon in daddy's jeans
You go four, three, two, one, count it, count it down
Mister in a stolen dress
You're so dark but you're painted red
Soaking wet in your golden bed
You go four, three, two, one, count it, count it down
How are you sleeping at night?
How do you close both your eyes?
Living with all of those lives on your hands?
Standing alone on that hill
Using your fuel to kill
We won't take it standing still
Watch us dance
How are you sleeping at night?
How do you close both your eyes?
Living with all of those lives on your hands?
Standing alone on that hill
Using your fuel to kill
We won't take it standing still
Watch us dance
We're gonna dance on gasoline
We're gonna dance on gasoline
We're gonna dance on gasoline
Your ego is dangerous
Your own blood is losing trust
With neighbors left in the dust
We go four, three, two, one, count it, count it down
Seated on a stolen throne
Playing God with your heart of stone
The whole world is waiting for you to go
Down, down, down, down
Down
How are you sleeping at night?
How do you close both your eyes?
Living with all of those lives on your hands?
Standing alone on that hill
Using your fuel to kill
We won't take it standing still
Watch us dance
How are you sleeping at night?
How do you close both your eyes?
Living with all of those lives on your hands?
Standing alone on that hill
Using your fuel to kill
We won't take it standing still
Watch us dance
We're gonna dance on gasoline
We're gonna dance on gasoline
We're gonna dance on gasoline
Writer: Damiano David, Ethan Torchio, Justin Drew Tranter, Rami Yacoub, Sylvester Willy Silverstein, Thomas Raggi, Victoria De Angelis
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
FEEL
La, la-la-la, la, la
La, la-la-la, la, la
La, la-la-la, la, la
La, la-la, la, la
(La, la-la-la, la, la)
(La, la-la-la, la, la)
(La, la-la-la, la, la)
(La, la-la, la, la)
Don't need a lover
You need an animal
S-s-somebody to take you home tonight
Blue jeans and leather
Never looked that hot before
Don't you mind if I just stay, goodbye
Cocaine is on the table
Don't care we're rebel, rebels
I know what you want
I know what you need
Do you understand? (Ah-oh)
I'm about to make you feel
(La, la, la)
I'm about to make you feel
(La, la, la)
Ah, ah, ah
Don't tell your mother
She doesn't wanna know
'Bout the things we're gonna do tonight
Blue jeans and leather (leather)
Even better on the floor (uh)
Light it up
And let me lose your mind
Cocaine is on the table
Don't care we're rebel, rebels
I know what you want
I know what you need
Do you understand? (Ah-oh)
I'm about to make you feel
(La, la, la)
I'm about to make you feel
(La, la-la-la, la, la)
(La, la-la-la, la, la)
(La, la-la-la, la)
I'm about to make you feel
I know what you want
I know what you need
(Cocaine is on the table)
I know what you want
I know what you need
(Don't care we're rebel, rebels)
(Rebel, rebels)
I'm about to make you feel, woah
(La, la-la-la, la, la)
(La, la-la-la, la, la)
(La, la-la-la, la)
I'm about to make you feel
(La, la-la-la, la, la)
(La, la-la-la, la, la)
(La, la-la-la, la)
I'm about to make you
(La, la-la-la, la, la)
(La, la-la-la, la, la)
(La, la-la-la, la)
I'm about to make you feel
(La, la)
I'm about to make you feel
La, la-la-la, la, la
La, la-la-la, la, la
La, la-la, la, la
(La, la-la-la, la, la)
(La, la-la-la, la, la)
(La, la-la-la, la, la)
(La, la-la, la, la)
Don't need a lover
You need an animal
S-s-somebody to take you home tonight
Blue jeans and leather
Never looked that hot before
Don't you mind if I just stay, goodbye
Cocaine is on the table
Don't care we're rebel, rebels
I know what you want
I know what you need
Do you understand? (Ah-oh)
I'm about to make you feel
(La, la, la)
I'm about to make you feel
(La, la, la)
Ah, ah, ah
Don't tell your mother
She doesn't wanna know
'Bout the things we're gonna do tonight
Blue jeans and leather (leather)
Even better on the floor (uh)
Light it up
And let me lose your mind
Cocaine is on the table
Don't care we're rebel, rebels
I know what you want
I know what you need
Do you understand? (Ah-oh)
I'm about to make you feel
(La, la, la)
I'm about to make you feel
(La, la-la-la, la, la)
(La, la-la-la, la, la)
(La, la-la-la, la)
I'm about to make you feel
I know what you want
I know what you need
(Cocaine is on the table)
I know what you want
I know what you need
(Don't care we're rebel, rebels)
(Rebel, rebels)
I'm about to make you feel, woah
(La, la-la-la, la, la)
(La, la-la-la, la, la)
(La, la-la-la, la)
I'm about to make you feel
(La, la-la-la, la, la)
(La, la-la-la, la, la)
(La, la-la-la, la)
I'm about to make you
(La, la-la-la, la, la)
(La, la-la-la, la, la)
(La, la-la-la, la)
I'm about to make you feel
(La, la)
I'm about to make you feel
Writer: Damiano David, Victoria De Angelis, Thomas Raggi, Ethan Torchio, Savan Kotecha, Mattias Larsson, Robin Fredriksson
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
DONT WANNA SLEEP
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance until I die
Medicate myself 'till my head is in the sky
Oh, oh, when I close my eyes I get too lonely
Don't want a sleep at all
Don't want a sleep at all
So-so-somebody
Come ta-ta-take on my body
This is the shittiest party
I've ever seen in my life
No, no, no, no I'm not leaving
Gonna get my feet on the ceiling
Gonna drink away all my feelings
And no, it's not gonna heal me but I'll
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance until I die
Wearing Lucy's diamonds to get a little shine
Oh, oh, when I close my eyes I get too lonely
Don't want a sleep at all
Don't want a sleep at all
So-so-somebody
Come ta-ta-take on my body
Into another dimension
I-I'm so bored of my life
I'm a lion tamer of indecent behavior
Making love with danger
It's not gonna heal me but at least I
Like it
And I don't wanna change it
I know it's bad, don't get me wrong
There's something in these strangers
Momentary flavors
I don't wanna sleep at all
No, I don't wanna sleep at all
Don't wanna sleep at all
No, I don't wanna sleep at all
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, until I die
Medicate myself 'till my head is in the sky
Oh, oh, when I close my eyes I get too lonely
Don't want a sleep at all
Medicate myself 'till my head is in the sky
Oh, oh, when I close my eyes I get too lonely
Don't want a sleep at all
Don't want a sleep at all
So-so-somebody
Come ta-ta-take on my body
This is the shittiest party
I've ever seen in my life
No, no, no, no I'm not leaving
Gonna get my feet on the ceiling
Gonna drink away all my feelings
And no, it's not gonna heal me but I'll
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance until I die
Wearing Lucy's diamonds to get a little shine
Oh, oh, when I close my eyes I get too lonely
Don't want a sleep at all
Don't want a sleep at all
So-so-somebody
Come ta-ta-take on my body
Into another dimension
I-I'm so bored of my life
I'm a lion tamer of indecent behavior
Making love with danger
It's not gonna heal me but at least I
Like it
And I don't wanna change it
I know it's bad, don't get me wrong
There's something in these strangers
Momentary flavors
I don't wanna sleep at all
No, I don't wanna sleep at all
Don't wanna sleep at all
No, I don't wanna sleep at all
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, until I die
Medicate myself 'till my head is in the sky
Oh, oh, when I close my eyes I get too lonely
Don't want a sleep at all
Writer: Damiano David, Ethan Torchio, Justin Drew Tranter, Martin Max Sandberg, Rami Yacoub, Sylvester Willy Silverstein, Thomas Raggi, Victoria De Angelis
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
KOOL KIDS
Cool kids, they do not use floss
Marry me in the countryside
Honestly, I don't give a f*ck
I'm addicted to rock and roll, yeah
Beers up, drinks up, make a toast for me
I'm a scum, real scum, but I'm good at this (I'm good)
We're not punk, we're not pop, we're just music freaks
Spent two months in UK but I don't drink gin
Check my origins, mate
Well, cool kids, they do not use drugs (they do not)
Only weed 'cause it's not that strong
I'm a bitch and I have much fun (I have much fun)
And I like doing things I love, yeah
'Cause I love that
I f*cking love that
Cool kids, cool kids
Cool kids, we are cool kids
Cool kids, cool kids
Cool kids only f*ck cool kids
The cool kids, they do not vomit
Or at least not in front of Vic
I know you think she's a hot chick (you f*cking pig)
But I'm sorry, she prefers hot chicks (sorry)
Cool kids, cool kids
Cool kids, we are cool kids
Cool kids, cool kids
Cool kids only f*ck cool kids
Well, cool kids, they're not as cool as us
I talk shit 'cause it makes me laugh
You keep asking me about it
But my lyrics are all made up (you're gonna like them)
Cool kids, cool kids
Cool kids, we are cool kids
Cool kids, cool kids
Cool kids only f*ck cool kids
Well, cool kids, they do not like rock
They only listen to trap and pop (Justin Bieber)
And everybody knows that rock and roll is shit
But I don't give a f*ck about being a cool kid
Cool kids (cool kids), cool kids (cool kids)
Cool kids, we are cool kids
Cool kids (cool kids), cool kids (cool kids)
Cool kids only f*ck cool kids
Cool kids
Cool kids
Eat my shit
Marry me in the countryside
Honestly, I don't give a f*ck
I'm addicted to rock and roll, yeah
Beers up, drinks up, make a toast for me
I'm a scum, real scum, but I'm good at this (I'm good)
We're not punk, we're not pop, we're just music freaks
Spent two months in UK but I don't drink gin
Check my origins, mate
Well, cool kids, they do not use drugs (they do not)
Only weed 'cause it's not that strong
I'm a bitch and I have much fun (I have much fun)
And I like doing things I love, yeah
'Cause I love that
I f*cking love that
Cool kids, cool kids
Cool kids, we are cool kids
Cool kids, cool kids
Cool kids only f*ck cool kids
The cool kids, they do not vomit
Or at least not in front of Vic
I know you think she's a hot chick (you f*cking pig)
But I'm sorry, she prefers hot chicks (sorry)
Cool kids, cool kids
Cool kids, we are cool kids
Cool kids, cool kids
Cool kids only f*ck cool kids
Well, cool kids, they're not as cool as us
I talk shit 'cause it makes me laugh
You keep asking me about it
But my lyrics are all made up (you're gonna like them)
Cool kids, cool kids
Cool kids, we are cool kids
Cool kids, cool kids
Cool kids only f*ck cool kids
Well, cool kids, they do not like rock
They only listen to trap and pop (Justin Bieber)
And everybody knows that rock and roll is shit
But I don't give a f*ck about being a cool kid
Cool kids (cool kids), cool kids (cool kids)
Cool kids, we are cool kids
Cool kids (cool kids), cool kids (cool kids)
Cool kids only f*ck cool kids
Cool kids
Cool kids
Eat my shit
Writer: Damiano David, Victoria De Angelis, Thomas Raggi, Ethan Torchio
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
IF NOT FOR YOU
(La, la, la, la)
(La, la, la, la)
(Daba-daba, ra-ta-ta)
There'll be no summer
There'll be no spring
If not for this love of mine
Thornes without flowers
Bars with no drinks
If not for this love of mine
All the lights
All the parties will just fade out
Shut them down
If not for you
I wouldn't sing anymore
(Daba-daba, ra-ta-ta, daba-daba)
If not for you
I couldn't get of this floor
(Daba-daba, ra-ta-ta)
If not for you
Hell would be knocking on my door
If not for you
No more Nirvana
No Billie Jean
No dancing if you were gone
How could I wake up?
How could I sleep?
How could I be someone?
All those crowds
All the music would just fade out
Not a sound
If not for you
I wouldn't sing anymore
(Daba-daba, ra-ta-ta, daba-daba)
If not for you
I couldn't get of this floor
(Daba-daba, ra-ta-ta)
If not for you
Hell would be knocking on my door
If not for you
(La, la, la, la)
(La, la, la, la)
(Daba-daba, ra-ta-ta)
(Daba-daba, ra-ta-ta)
(La, la, la, la)
(La, la, la, la)
(Daba-daba, ra-ta-ta)
If not for you
Hell would be knocking on my door
If not for you
(La, la, la, la)
(Daba-daba, ra-ta-ta)
There'll be no summer
There'll be no spring
If not for this love of mine
Thornes without flowers
Bars with no drinks
If not for this love of mine
All the lights
All the parties will just fade out
Shut them down
If not for you
I wouldn't sing anymore
(Daba-daba, ra-ta-ta, daba-daba)
If not for you
I couldn't get of this floor
(Daba-daba, ra-ta-ta)
If not for you
Hell would be knocking on my door
If not for you
No more Nirvana
No Billie Jean
No dancing if you were gone
How could I wake up?
How could I sleep?
How could I be someone?
All those crowds
All the music would just fade out
Not a sound
If not for you
I wouldn't sing anymore
(Daba-daba, ra-ta-ta, daba-daba)
If not for you
I couldn't get of this floor
(Daba-daba, ra-ta-ta)
If not for you
Hell would be knocking on my door
If not for you
(La, la, la, la)
(La, la, la, la)
(Daba-daba, ra-ta-ta)
(Daba-daba, ra-ta-ta)
(La, la, la, la)
(La, la, la, la)
(Daba-daba, ra-ta-ta)
If not for you
Hell would be knocking on my door
If not for you
Writer: David Damiano, Ethan Torchio, Martin Max Sandberg, Rami Yacoub, Savan Harish Kotecha, Sylvester Willy Sivertsen, Thomas Raggi, Victoria De Angelis
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
READ YOUR DIARY
Brought you some roses, you didn't take them
So I shed a tear
Pouring some champagne over your panties
So that we can cheer
Counting the hours, counting the seconds
'Till I can feel your bones
There is a diamond on your pillow
When you're coming home
Alone, I've been waiting
So long, it's true
Dance in your shoes, read your diary to
Get inside of you, you, you
Forever and ever and ever
Cried on your nudes, wearing your perfume
Now I taste like you, you, you
Forever and ever and ever
I was dancing in your shoes
When I read your diary to
Try to get inside of you
Put on your lipstick, show me your kinks
I'm not afraid of them
Show me the lovin', the lovin', the lovin'
That you'll never give to a man
I'm not a coward, I'm not a hero
But I can be your toy
I'll be the pill that you wanna swallow
When you're looking for the joy
Alone, I've been waiting
So long, it's true
Dance in your shoes, read your diary to
Get inside of you, you, you
Forever and ever and ever
Cried on your nudes, wearing your perfume
Now I taste like you, you, you
Forever and ever and ever
I was dancing in your shoes
When I read your diary to
Try to get inside of you
Oh, why don't you give a little love now, baby?
A little bit of love
Alone, in the shower
Using my left hand so it feels like you
So please, I'm begging
To feel something new
Dance in your shoes, read your diary to
Get inside of you, you, you
Forever and ever and ever
Cried on your nudes, wearing your perfume
Now I taste like you, you, you
Forever and ever and ever
I was dancing in your shoes
When I read your diary to
Try to get inside of you
So I shed a tear
Pouring some champagne over your panties
So that we can cheer
Counting the hours, counting the seconds
'Till I can feel your bones
There is a diamond on your pillow
When you're coming home
Alone, I've been waiting
So long, it's true
Dance in your shoes, read your diary to
Get inside of you, you, you
Forever and ever and ever
Cried on your nudes, wearing your perfume
Now I taste like you, you, you
Forever and ever and ever
I was dancing in your shoes
When I read your diary to
Try to get inside of you
Put on your lipstick, show me your kinks
I'm not afraid of them
Show me the lovin', the lovin', the lovin'
That you'll never give to a man
I'm not a coward, I'm not a hero
But I can be your toy
I'll be the pill that you wanna swallow
When you're looking for the joy
Alone, I've been waiting
So long, it's true
Dance in your shoes, read your diary to
Get inside of you, you, you
Forever and ever and ever
Cried on your nudes, wearing your perfume
Now I taste like you, you, you
Forever and ever and ever
I was dancing in your shoes
When I read your diary to
Try to get inside of you
Oh, why don't you give a little love now, baby?
A little bit of love
Alone, in the shower
Using my left hand so it feels like you
So please, I'm begging
To feel something new
Dance in your shoes, read your diary to
Get inside of you, you, you
Forever and ever and ever
Cried on your nudes, wearing your perfume
Now I taste like you, you, you
Forever and ever and ever
I was dancing in your shoes
When I read your diary to
Try to get inside of you
Writer: Damiano David, Victoria De Angelis, Thomas Raggi, Ethan Torchio, Justin Tranter, Rami Yacoub, Sylvester Willy Sivertsen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
MARK CHAPMAN
Nascosto fra la gente
Senza un'identità
Dice che mi ama ma lo so che mente
Rinchiuso in quattro mura
Nessuna visita
Dice che mi ama ma lo so che mente
Ma se soltanto avesse
La possibilità
Mi seguirebbe ai quattro angoli della città
Nascosto fra la gente
Senza un identità
Dice che mi ama ma lo so che mente
Si muove a piede libero
Vestito come un incubo
Vuole tu sia in pericolo
Però ti chiama idolo
Si muove a piede libero
Vestito come un incubo
Vuole tu sia in pericolo
Però ti chiama idolo
Non prova sentimenti
Sono tutti per te
Dice che ti ama ma lo sai che mente
Sei in ogni suo risposta
E in tutti i suoi perché
Dice che ti ama ma lo sai che mente
Vuole sempre che giochi
Con le sue regole
Non gli interessa assomigliarti, vuole essere te
Lui vuole tutto quanto
Però non sa cos'è
Dice che ti ama ma sappi che mente
Si muove a piede libero
Vestito come un incubo
Vuole tu sia in pericolo
Però ti chiama idolo
Si muove a piede libero
Vestito come un incubo
Vuole tu sia in pericolo
Però ti chiama idolo
E puoi trovarlo sotto casa
Con un coltello in mano
Perché non hai risposto a un suo messaggio
Però lui giura che ti ha amato
Che non vorrebbe farlo
Però il suo amore non l'hai ricambiato
E puoi trovarlo sotto casa
Con un coltello in mano
Perché non hai risposto a un suo messaggio
Però lui giura che ti ha amato
Che non vorrebbe farlo
Però il suo amore non l'hai ricambiato mai
Si muove a piede libero
Vestito come un incubo
Vuole tu sia in pericolo
Però ti chiama idolo
Si muove a piede libero
Vestito come un incubo
Vuole tu sia in pericolo
Però ti chiama idolo
Senza un'identità
Dice che mi ama ma lo so che mente
Rinchiuso in quattro mura
Nessuna visita
Dice che mi ama ma lo so che mente
Ma se soltanto avesse
La possibilità
Mi seguirebbe ai quattro angoli della città
Nascosto fra la gente
Senza un identità
Dice che mi ama ma lo so che mente
Si muove a piede libero
Vestito come un incubo
Vuole tu sia in pericolo
Però ti chiama idolo
Si muove a piede libero
Vestito come un incubo
Vuole tu sia in pericolo
Però ti chiama idolo
Non prova sentimenti
Sono tutti per te
Dice che ti ama ma lo sai che mente
Sei in ogni suo risposta
E in tutti i suoi perché
Dice che ti ama ma lo sai che mente
Vuole sempre che giochi
Con le sue regole
Non gli interessa assomigliarti, vuole essere te
Lui vuole tutto quanto
Però non sa cos'è
Dice che ti ama ma sappi che mente
Si muove a piede libero
Vestito come un incubo
Vuole tu sia in pericolo
Però ti chiama idolo
Si muove a piede libero
Vestito come un incubo
Vuole tu sia in pericolo
Però ti chiama idolo
E puoi trovarlo sotto casa
Con un coltello in mano
Perché non hai risposto a un suo messaggio
Però lui giura che ti ha amato
Che non vorrebbe farlo
Però il suo amore non l'hai ricambiato
E puoi trovarlo sotto casa
Con un coltello in mano
Perché non hai risposto a un suo messaggio
Però lui giura che ti ha amato
Che non vorrebbe farlo
Però il suo amore non l'hai ricambiato mai
Si muove a piede libero
Vestito come un incubo
Vuole tu sia in pericolo
Però ti chiama idolo
Si muove a piede libero
Vestito come un incubo
Vuole tu sia in pericolo
Però ti chiama idolo
Writer: David Damiano, Ethan Torchio, Thomas Raggi, Victoria De Angelis
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
LA FINE
Mi sveglio che è passato un anno, ah
Ed io che sono ancora stanco, ah
Con la la valigia sotto braccio, ah
Non so nemmeno dove vado
E vago come se fossi un pazzo, ah
Mordo ancora le mie manette, ho
Girato il mondo, ho visto gente, no
Non è come lo immaginavo, io ho
Schiacciato bene la testa nel fango, ho
Mangiato male per restare in vita, ho
Sentito gente chiamarmi bastardo e
Ancora corro cercando l'uscita, ma
L'unico modo è staccarsi dal branco, ah
Scavare finché non senti le dita, ah
Se tutti quanti ora ti stanno amando, ah
Sappi che non è l'inizio, è la fine
Sappi che non è l'inizio, è la fine
Anche la rosa più bella ha le spine
Forse l'unica risposta è partire
O restare a marcire
Sappi che non è l'inizio, è la fine
Anche la rosa più bella ha le spine
Forse l'unica risposta è partire
O restare a marcire
Hai idea di come ci si sente, a
Avere il mondo fra le mani, ah
Come contasse veramente, ah
Come se fossimo speciali
E invece ci rimane niente
Un pugno di mosche tra le mani, ah
Nemmeno tutto l'oro al mondo, ah
Potrà comprare ciò che lasci, ah
Mi hanno trattato come un santo, poi giudicato
Guardato male come fossi pregiudicato
Quando ritroveranno il corpo del mio reato
Si accorgeranno troppo tardi di aver sbagliato
Però io invece non mi fermo, continuo
Voglio vivere correndo sopra un filo
Il giorno che non avrò più un motivo
Saprò che non è l'inizio, è la fine
Sappi che non è l'inizio, è la fine
Anche la rosa più bella ha le spine
Forse l'unica risposta è partire
O restare a marcire
Sappi che non è l'inizio, è la fine
Anche la rosa più bella ha le spine
Forse l'unica risposta è partire
O restare a marcire
Cercavo soltanto un pretesto per dire questo
Per smettere di andare dove tira il vento
Trovare luce prima che tutto sia spento
E se non mi amerà nessuno sarà lo stesso
Cercavo soltanto un pretesto per dire questo
Per smettere di andare dove tira il vento
Trovare luce prima che tutto sia spento
E se non mi amerà nessuno sarà lo stesso
Sappi che non è l'inizio, è la fine
Anche la rosa più bella ha le spine
Forse l'unica risposta è partire
O restare a marcire
Sappi che non è l'inizio, è la fine
Anche la rosa più bella ha le spine
Forse l'unica risposta è partire
O restare a marcire
Ed io che sono ancora stanco, ah
Con la la valigia sotto braccio, ah
Non so nemmeno dove vado
E vago come se fossi un pazzo, ah
Mordo ancora le mie manette, ho
Girato il mondo, ho visto gente, no
Non è come lo immaginavo, io ho
Schiacciato bene la testa nel fango, ho
Mangiato male per restare in vita, ho
Sentito gente chiamarmi bastardo e
Ancora corro cercando l'uscita, ma
L'unico modo è staccarsi dal branco, ah
Scavare finché non senti le dita, ah
Se tutti quanti ora ti stanno amando, ah
Sappi che non è l'inizio, è la fine
Sappi che non è l'inizio, è la fine
Anche la rosa più bella ha le spine
Forse l'unica risposta è partire
O restare a marcire
Sappi che non è l'inizio, è la fine
Anche la rosa più bella ha le spine
Forse l'unica risposta è partire
O restare a marcire
Hai idea di come ci si sente, a
Avere il mondo fra le mani, ah
Come contasse veramente, ah
Come se fossimo speciali
E invece ci rimane niente
Un pugno di mosche tra le mani, ah
Nemmeno tutto l'oro al mondo, ah
Potrà comprare ciò che lasci, ah
Mi hanno trattato come un santo, poi giudicato
Guardato male come fossi pregiudicato
Quando ritroveranno il corpo del mio reato
Si accorgeranno troppo tardi di aver sbagliato
Però io invece non mi fermo, continuo
Voglio vivere correndo sopra un filo
Il giorno che non avrò più un motivo
Saprò che non è l'inizio, è la fine
Sappi che non è l'inizio, è la fine
Anche la rosa più bella ha le spine
Forse l'unica risposta è partire
O restare a marcire
Sappi che non è l'inizio, è la fine
Anche la rosa più bella ha le spine
Forse l'unica risposta è partire
O restare a marcire
Cercavo soltanto un pretesto per dire questo
Per smettere di andare dove tira il vento
Trovare luce prima che tutto sia spento
E se non mi amerà nessuno sarà lo stesso
Cercavo soltanto un pretesto per dire questo
Per smettere di andare dove tira il vento
Trovare luce prima che tutto sia spento
E se non mi amerà nessuno sarà lo stesso
Sappi che non è l'inizio, è la fine
Anche la rosa più bella ha le spine
Forse l'unica risposta è partire
O restare a marcire
Sappi che non è l'inizio, è la fine
Anche la rosa più bella ha le spine
Forse l'unica risposta è partire
O restare a marcire
Writer: David Damiano, Ethan Torchio, Thomas Raggi, Victoria De Angelis
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
IL DONO DELLA VITA
Stronzi vi vedo, siete bianchi in faccia
Le malelingue sono andate via
Il suono della tua brutta risata
Mi ha aperto il passo per la retta via
E la tua mano era sempre puntata
Ma mai per aiutare quella mia
E adesso guarda mentre volo in alto
E tocco il sole ma non cado mica io
Respiro aria pulita che alimenta
Il fuoco dentro di me
E lascio che mi uccida
Io rinasco dalla mia cenere
Per non vedere più mia madre stanca
Ridarle indietro il dono della vita
Spaccarmi schiena, mani, gambe e braccia
Essere fiero della mia fatica
E pure Dio era girato di spalle
Mentre gli dicevo che stavo cadendo
Ma basta un raggio di sole, un soffio di vento
Uno sguardo verso il cielo
Respiro aria pulita che alimenta
Il fuoco dentro di me
E lascio che mi uccida
Io rinasco dalla mia cenere
Io nasco dentro di te
Io nasco dentro di te
Sento una voce tagliente
Un respiro costante
Una luce che squarcia il suolo
Perso nel mezzo del niente
Cedono le gambe
Ma il cuore mi batte ancora
Una luce che squarcia il suolo
Ma il cuore mi batte ancora
Una luce che squarcia il suolo
Ma il cuore mi batte ancora
Sento una voce tagliente
Un respiro costante
Una luce che squarcia il suolo
Le malelingue sono andate via
Il suono della tua brutta risata
Mi ha aperto il passo per la retta via
E la tua mano era sempre puntata
Ma mai per aiutare quella mia
E adesso guarda mentre volo in alto
E tocco il sole ma non cado mica io
Respiro aria pulita che alimenta
Il fuoco dentro di me
E lascio che mi uccida
Io rinasco dalla mia cenere
Per non vedere più mia madre stanca
Ridarle indietro il dono della vita
Spaccarmi schiena, mani, gambe e braccia
Essere fiero della mia fatica
E pure Dio era girato di spalle
Mentre gli dicevo che stavo cadendo
Ma basta un raggio di sole, un soffio di vento
Uno sguardo verso il cielo
Respiro aria pulita che alimenta
Il fuoco dentro di me
E lascio che mi uccida
Io rinasco dalla mia cenere
Io nasco dentro di te
Io nasco dentro di te
Sento una voce tagliente
Un respiro costante
Una luce che squarcia il suolo
Perso nel mezzo del niente
Cedono le gambe
Ma il cuore mi batte ancora
Una luce che squarcia il suolo
Ma il cuore mi batte ancora
Una luce che squarcia il suolo
Ma il cuore mi batte ancora
Sento una voce tagliente
Un respiro costante
Una luce che squarcia il suolo
Writer: Damiano David, Victoria De Angelis, Thomas Raggi, Ethan Torchio
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
MAMMAMIA
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Oh, mamma mia, oh ma, ma-ma-mamma mia, ah
I feel the heat, uh, I feel the beat of drums
Call the police, I'll do it, they've stolen all my fun
I'm breaking free, but I'm stuck in a police car
Oh, mamma mia, oh ma, ma-ma-mamma mia, ah
They treat me like if I did something criminal
All eyes on me, I feel like I'm a superstar
I'm not a freak, I just thought it was carnival
Oh, mamma-mamma-mamma mia
Spit your love on me
I'm on my knees and I can't wait to drink your rain
I'll keep the secret if you let me get a taste
Tell me your limit and we'll cross the line again
Oh, mamma-mamma-mamma mia (haha)
Oh, mamma mia, oh ma, ma-ma-mamma mia, ah
You wanna touch my body, I'll say you're not allowed
You wanna handle me, but I'm a bit too much
I'll burn all the place down 'cause I'm too f*cking hot
Oh, mamma mia, oh ma, ma-ma-mamma mia, ah
They wanna arrest me but I was just having fun
I swear that I'm not drunk and I'm not taking drugs
They ask me why so hot? 'Cause I'm Italiano
Oh, mamma-mamma-mamma mia
Spit your love on me
I'm on my knees and I can't wait to drink your rain
I'll keep the secret if you let me get a taste
Tell me your limit and we'll cross the line again
Oh, mamma-mamma-mamma mia
Give me a command and I'll do what you ask
'Cause my favorite music's your, "Ah-ah"
Give me a command and I'll do what you ask
'Cause my favorite music's your, "Ah-ah"
Give me a command and I'll do what you ask
'Cause my favorite music's your, "Ah-ah"
Give me a command and I'll do what you ask
'Cause I love when you sing out loud
Oh, mamma-mamma-mamma mia
Spit your love on me
I'm on my knees and I can't wait to drink your rain
I'll keep the secret if you let me get a taste
Tell me your limit and we'll cross the line again
Oh, mamma-mamma-mamma mia
Spit your love on me
Spit your love on me
Spit your love on me
Spit your love on me
Oh, mamma-mamma-mamma mia
Oh, mamma mia, oh ma, ma-ma-mamma mia, ah
I feel the heat, uh, I feel the beat of drums
Call the police, I'll do it, they've stolen all my fun
I'm breaking free, but I'm stuck in a police car
Oh, mamma mia, oh ma, ma-ma-mamma mia, ah
They treat me like if I did something criminal
All eyes on me, I feel like I'm a superstar
I'm not a freak, I just thought it was carnival
Oh, mamma-mamma-mamma mia
Spit your love on me
I'm on my knees and I can't wait to drink your rain
I'll keep the secret if you let me get a taste
Tell me your limit and we'll cross the line again
Oh, mamma-mamma-mamma mia (haha)
Oh, mamma mia, oh ma, ma-ma-mamma mia, ah
You wanna touch my body, I'll say you're not allowed
You wanna handle me, but I'm a bit too much
I'll burn all the place down 'cause I'm too f*cking hot
Oh, mamma mia, oh ma, ma-ma-mamma mia, ah
They wanna arrest me but I was just having fun
I swear that I'm not drunk and I'm not taking drugs
They ask me why so hot? 'Cause I'm Italiano
Oh, mamma-mamma-mamma mia
Spit your love on me
I'm on my knees and I can't wait to drink your rain
I'll keep the secret if you let me get a taste
Tell me your limit and we'll cross the line again
Oh, mamma-mamma-mamma mia
Give me a command and I'll do what you ask
'Cause my favorite music's your, "Ah-ah"
Give me a command and I'll do what you ask
'Cause my favorite music's your, "Ah-ah"
Give me a command and I'll do what you ask
'Cause my favorite music's your, "Ah-ah"
Give me a command and I'll do what you ask
'Cause I love when you sing out loud
Oh, mamma-mamma-mamma mia
Spit your love on me
I'm on my knees and I can't wait to drink your rain
I'll keep the secret if you let me get a taste
Tell me your limit and we'll cross the line again
Oh, mamma-mamma-mamma mia
Spit your love on me
Spit your love on me
Spit your love on me
Spit your love on me
Oh, mamma-mamma-mamma mia
Writer: Damiano David, Ethan Torcio, Thomas Raggi, Victoria De Angelis
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
SUPERMODEL
Alone at parties in a deadly silhouette
She loves the cocaine, but cocaine don't love her back
When she's upset, she talks to Maury and takes deep breaths
She's a 90's supermodel, uh-uh-uh
Way back in high school, when she was a good Christian
I used to know her, but she's got a new best friend
A drag queen named The Virgin Mary takes confessions
She's a 90's supermodel
Yeah, she's a monster, my compliments
If you wanna love her, just deal with that
She'll never love you more than money and cigarettes
Every night's a heartbreak
Hey, don't think about it, hey, just let it go
'Cause her boyfriend is the rock 'n' roll (hey)
Savor every moment 'til she has to go
'Cause her boyfriend is the rock 'n' roll
Alone at parties, she's working around the clock
When you're not looking, she's stealing your Basquiat
Low-waisted pants on OnlyFans, I'll pay for that
She's a 90's supermodel
Yeah, she's a monster, my compliments
If you wanna love her, just deal with that
She'll never love you, you just look a bit like her dad
Every night's a heartbreak
Hey, don't think about it, hey, just let it go
'Cause her boyfriend is the rock 'n' roll (hey)
Savor every moment 'til she has to go
'Cause her boyfriend is the rock 'n' roll, uh
Yeah, uh-huh
She's a 90's supermodel, uh-uh-uh
She's a 90's supermodel, uh-uh-uh
Okay
She loves the cocaine, but cocaine don't love her back
When she's upset, she talks to Maury and takes deep breaths
She's a 90's supermodel, uh-uh-uh
Way back in high school, when she was a good Christian
I used to know her, but she's got a new best friend
A drag queen named The Virgin Mary takes confessions
She's a 90's supermodel
Yeah, she's a monster, my compliments
If you wanna love her, just deal with that
She'll never love you more than money and cigarettes
Every night's a heartbreak
Hey, don't think about it, hey, just let it go
'Cause her boyfriend is the rock 'n' roll (hey)
Savor every moment 'til she has to go
'Cause her boyfriend is the rock 'n' roll
Alone at parties, she's working around the clock
When you're not looking, she's stealing your Basquiat
Low-waisted pants on OnlyFans, I'll pay for that
She's a 90's supermodel
Yeah, she's a monster, my compliments
If you wanna love her, just deal with that
She'll never love you, you just look a bit like her dad
Every night's a heartbreak
Hey, don't think about it, hey, just let it go
'Cause her boyfriend is the rock 'n' roll (hey)
Savor every moment 'til she has to go
'Cause her boyfriend is the rock 'n' roll, uh
Yeah, uh-huh
She's a 90's supermodel, uh-uh-uh
She's a 90's supermodel, uh-uh-uh
Okay
Writer: Damiano David, Ethan Torchio, Justin Tranter, Max Martin, Rami Yacoub, Sylvester Willy Silversteen, Thomas Raggi, Victoria De Angelis
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
THE LONELIEST
You'll be the saddest part of me
A part of me that will never be mine
It's obvious
Tonight is gonna be the loneliest
You're still the oxygen I breathe
I see your face when I close my eyes
It's torturous
Tonight is gonna be the loneliest
There's a few lines that I have wrote
In case of death, that's what I want, that's what I want
So don't be sad when I'll be gone
There's just one thing I hope you know, I loved you so
'Cause I don't even care about the time I've got left here
The only thing I know now is that I wanna spend it
With you, with you nobody else here
Tonight is gonna be the loneliest
You'll be the saddest part of me
A part of me that will never be mine
It's obvious
Tonight is gonna be the loneliest
You're still the oxygen I breathe
I see your face when I close my eyes
It's torturous
Tonight is gonna be the loneliest
I'm sorry but I gotta go
If you'll ever miss me give this song another go
And I just keep on thinking how you made me feel better
And all the crazy little things that we did together
In the end, in the end, it doesn't matter
If tonight is gonna be the loneliest
You'll be the saddest part of me
A part of me that will never be mine
It's obvious
Tonight is gonna be the loneliest
You're still the oxygen I breathe
I see your face when I close my eyes
It's torturous
Tonight is gonna be the loneliest
You'll be the saddest part of me
A part of me that will never be mine
It's obvious
Tonight is gonna be the loneliest
You'll be the saddest part of me
A part of me that will never be mine
It's obvious
Tonight is gonna be the loneliest
You're still the oxygen I breathe
I see your face when I close my eyes
It's torturous
Tonight is gonna be the loneliest
A part of me that will never be mine
It's obvious
Tonight is gonna be the loneliest
You're still the oxygen I breathe
I see your face when I close my eyes
It's torturous
Tonight is gonna be the loneliest
There's a few lines that I have wrote
In case of death, that's what I want, that's what I want
So don't be sad when I'll be gone
There's just one thing I hope you know, I loved you so
'Cause I don't even care about the time I've got left here
The only thing I know now is that I wanna spend it
With you, with you nobody else here
Tonight is gonna be the loneliest
You'll be the saddest part of me
A part of me that will never be mine
It's obvious
Tonight is gonna be the loneliest
You're still the oxygen I breathe
I see your face when I close my eyes
It's torturous
Tonight is gonna be the loneliest
I'm sorry but I gotta go
If you'll ever miss me give this song another go
And I just keep on thinking how you made me feel better
And all the crazy little things that we did together
In the end, in the end, it doesn't matter
If tonight is gonna be the loneliest
You'll be the saddest part of me
A part of me that will never be mine
It's obvious
Tonight is gonna be the loneliest
You're still the oxygen I breathe
I see your face when I close my eyes
It's torturous
Tonight is gonna be the loneliest
You'll be the saddest part of me
A part of me that will never be mine
It's obvious
Tonight is gonna be the loneliest
You'll be the saddest part of me
A part of me that will never be mine
It's obvious
Tonight is gonna be the loneliest
You're still the oxygen I breathe
I see your face when I close my eyes
It's torturous
Tonight is gonna be the loneliest
Writer: Damiano David, Ethan Torchio, James John Abrahart, Jason Gregory Evigan, Rami Yacoub, Sarah Theresa Hudson, Thomas Raggi, Victoria De Angelis
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Rush! is the third studio album by Italian rock band Måneskin, released on 20 January 2023 through Epic Records and Sony Music. It was preceded by the singles "Mammamia", "Supermodel", "The Loneliest", and "Gossip", with "Baby Said" following on 3 March 2023. In support of Rush! and its predecessor Teatro d'ira: Vol. I (2021), the band embarked on the Loud Kids Tour and the Rush! World Tour throughout 2022 and 2023.
A reissue of the album titled Rush! (Are U Coming?) was released on 10 November 2023, supported by the singles "Honey (Are U Coming?)" and "Valentine".
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ManeskinA reissue of the album titled Rush! (Are U Coming?) was released on 10 November 2023, supported by the singles "Honey (Are U Coming?)" and "Valentine".
Genre(s): Pop rock, hard rock
Length: 52:42
Released: January 20th, 2023
Year: 2023