insatiable
Don't you know
If you still in wonder what are you good at?
Are you still looking for friends where you hooked up?
I moved and now from my bed
I can see the river and where you live now yeah
Was it my ego who deformed
My thoughts, educated my pulse?
As far as I can truly love
The plot was dark
So we light up
We light up
Was it my ego who deformed
My thoughts, educated my pulse?
As far as I can truly love
The plot was dark
So we light up
We light up
Do you know? (what?)
If your lovers still under your bed
You still looking for friends where you hooked up
Fast on the trigger if I come where you live now
So now we know
We got different stories to tell
You call all your friends but they hang up
Promises are empty words being thrown around
Now that I've got moderate control over my head
Before was so hard to let a word out my head
Busy business man (fuck that)
With control over the hands of the bohemian
Was it my ego who deformed
My thoughts, educated my pulse?
As far as I can truly love
The plot was dark
So we light up
We light up
Was it my ego who deformed
My thoughts, educated my pulse?
As far as I can truly love
The plot was dark
So we light up
We light up
If you still in wonder what are you good at?
Are you still looking for friends where you hooked up?
I moved and now from my bed
I can see the river and where you live now yeah
Was it my ego who deformed
My thoughts, educated my pulse?
As far as I can truly love
The plot was dark
So we light up
We light up
Was it my ego who deformed
My thoughts, educated my pulse?
As far as I can truly love
The plot was dark
So we light up
We light up
Do you know? (what?)
If your lovers still under your bed
You still looking for friends where you hooked up
Fast on the trigger if I come where you live now
So now we know
We got different stories to tell
You call all your friends but they hang up
Promises are empty words being thrown around
Now that I've got moderate control over my head
Before was so hard to let a word out my head
Busy business man (fuck that)
With control over the hands of the bohemian
Was it my ego who deformed
My thoughts, educated my pulse?
As far as I can truly love
The plot was dark
So we light up
We light up
Was it my ego who deformed
My thoughts, educated my pulse?
As far as I can truly love
The plot was dark
So we light up
We light up
Credits
Writer(s): Vincenzo Finocchiaro
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