Out of Money

You wake up late morning
Don't you know how to spend your daddy's daily stack?
Trying to figure out something
Maybe an opening act with your favourite band

Cause you're told you can just pay the money
And you can get whatever you crave
Maybe a push or a bribe
The easier way

You would kill for respect
You're out of money

When you wake up late morning
With the thought that the world could be bought by you
You choke on blue sweets on your night stand
But how to use that thing is still up to you

Cause you're told you can just pay the money
To get almost all that that you crave
One more push for a bride or the best fake mates

You would kill for respect
You're out of money
Out of money
Out of money

Everyone knows this is all that you got
Everyone knows this is all that you got
And everyone, everyone, everyone knows that
You're such a piece of shit

Eveyone knows this is all that you got
Come on fake it until you make
Come on give us a smile
Everyone knows this is all that you got
You would kill for respect
You're out of money

(Ma basta)



Credits
Writer(s): Andrea Stanzani, Daniele Bassani, Gabriele Porro, Giacomo Corzani, Michael Minardi
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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