Gok Art
I, I was born to live
I was born to die
I was born to say, to say the world's mine
Racing with the sun
Racing with the rain
And this racing course seems painted by Mondrain
It's all about the passion
It's all about the tension
It's all about the sweat in this whole situation
Dripping like Pollock
Nevermind the bollocks
The sky is getting orange
Orange like a clockwork
I feel like a wheel
That's turning into a lamp
I feel like an installation by Duchamp
I'm born in Nevada
They call me "Lastrada"
I know it makes nosense like the New Dada
But now I'm running fast
I feel it on my chest
Now I'm running fast to forget all my past
There is No time
There is No time
There is No time
There is No time
I, I can feel the engine
I can feel the speed
I can feel it all the adrenaline that they need
They're standing on their sits
They talk about shits
(SHITS)
They treat me like a pipe
That's painted by Magritte
But now they chant my name
Evereday's the same
They treat me like a puppet
But they can't feel my pain
But now I see the flag
The flag is on my way
All in black and white
Like a picture by Man Ray
There is No time
There is No time
There is No time
There is No time
(Welcome ladies and gentleman
To the brand new racing course
You can put your bet
On your favourite partecipants
As the red light goes out
And green light goes on
Let's start
Let's start a race
There's no time
There's no line
There's no reason in the prison of my mind)
There is No time
There is No time
There is No time
There is No time
I was born to die
I was born to say, to say the world's mine
Racing with the sun
Racing with the rain
And this racing course seems painted by Mondrain
It's all about the passion
It's all about the tension
It's all about the sweat in this whole situation
Dripping like Pollock
Nevermind the bollocks
The sky is getting orange
Orange like a clockwork
I feel like a wheel
That's turning into a lamp
I feel like an installation by Duchamp
I'm born in Nevada
They call me "Lastrada"
I know it makes nosense like the New Dada
But now I'm running fast
I feel it on my chest
Now I'm running fast to forget all my past
There is No time
There is No time
There is No time
There is No time
I, I can feel the engine
I can feel the speed
I can feel it all the adrenaline that they need
They're standing on their sits
They talk about shits
(SHITS)
They treat me like a pipe
That's painted by Magritte
But now they chant my name
Evereday's the same
They treat me like a puppet
But they can't feel my pain
But now I see the flag
The flag is on my way
All in black and white
Like a picture by Man Ray
There is No time
There is No time
There is No time
There is No time
(Welcome ladies and gentleman
To the brand new racing course
You can put your bet
On your favourite partecipants
As the red light goes out
And green light goes on
Let's start
Let's start a race
There's no time
There's no line
There's no reason in the prison of my mind)
There is No time
There is No time
There is No time
There is No time
Credits
Writer(s): Diego Leanza, Marco Brunasso
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