G.T.C.

She's still asleep and she doesn't see all the bullshit I've ever told
Moving away always in the morning
I don't want to mold
She's still asleep and she doesn't see all the bullshit I've ever told
Moving away always in the morning
I don't want to mold
Nephews and sons are not getting older
'Cause I like the jump of the quail
Nephews and sons are not getting older
'Cause I like the jump of the quail

I'm trying to get a speech to a greedy crowd
The same who's looking for pics from the cloud
Damn good girls just follow me
But I and them are little thing
Surfing on a long back
I just wanna take 'em by their neck
Adding metals on my belt
While I lick their feet and legs
I'm so sorry I was born
'Cause I'm a son
Of a movie porn

She's still asleep and she doesn't see all the bullshit I've ever told
Moving away always in the morning
I don't want to mold
She's still asleep and she doesn't see all the bullshit I've ever told
Moving away always in the morning
I don't want to mold
Maybe I'm looking for something creepy
Feeling sick with no company

I'm trying to get a speech to a greedy crowd
The same who's looking for pics from the cloud
Holy reckless hypocrisy
I'm a sinner in a toxicity
Surfing on a shit wave
I just wanna have some funny day
Adding metals on my belt
While they're taking 'em from my chest
I'm so sorry I was born
'Cause I'm a son
Now I'm a son of love
'Cause you bitch just came into the scene
Why the fuck are you so mean
You hold my hearth like a dying smelly fish
You change my life in a bad trip
Now I want to destroy all your fantasies
But I know you are not so wrong
And I for sure as you told
I deserve it



Credits
Writer(s): Giacomo Biasutti
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