Relax I'm Fine
I'm still getting used to the atmosphere
The air is thick with hazy revelry
It's hanging on my lips and tastes so sweet
The morning light is leaking through the doorstep
Still everybody's dancing underneath
The neon lasers slicing through the scene
And somehow now I forgot how to breathe
Oh no! But
It's fine, I'm fine, it's fine, I'm fine, It's fine, I'm fine, I'm fun
So fun, so fun, so very very very very fun
Flashing memories of blue dust that settles
On long unused trajectory controls
I wiped them clean like they were never yours
The DJ's silver alien mask is slipping
Head bobbing vigorously back and forth
Home-made disguises threatening to fall off
And I'm trying my best now to come back down to earth
Oh no! But
It's fine, I'm fine, it's fine, I'm fine, It's fine, I'm fine, I'm fun
So fun, so fun, so very very very very fun
The bloated moon above my head
Is made of tiny mirrors that
Reflect my image back
All broken up and jagged edged
I hope nobody notices
I've got three sets of eyes
That also seem to spin
Meanwhile a creature with a thousand limbs
Is closing in
Oh shit! But
It's fine, I'm fine, it's fine, I'm fine, It's fine, I'm fine, I'm fun
So fun, so fun, so very very very very fun
It's fine, I'm fine, it's fine, I'm fine, It's fine, I'm fine, I'm fun
So fun, so fun, so very very very very fun
Said it's fine, I'm fine, it's fine, I'm fine, It's fine, I'm fine, I'm fun
So fun, so fun, so very very very very
The air is thick with hazy revelry
It's hanging on my lips and tastes so sweet
The morning light is leaking through the doorstep
Still everybody's dancing underneath
The neon lasers slicing through the scene
And somehow now I forgot how to breathe
Oh no! But
It's fine, I'm fine, it's fine, I'm fine, It's fine, I'm fine, I'm fun
So fun, so fun, so very very very very fun
Flashing memories of blue dust that settles
On long unused trajectory controls
I wiped them clean like they were never yours
The DJ's silver alien mask is slipping
Head bobbing vigorously back and forth
Home-made disguises threatening to fall off
And I'm trying my best now to come back down to earth
Oh no! But
It's fine, I'm fine, it's fine, I'm fine, It's fine, I'm fine, I'm fun
So fun, so fun, so very very very very fun
The bloated moon above my head
Is made of tiny mirrors that
Reflect my image back
All broken up and jagged edged
I hope nobody notices
I've got three sets of eyes
That also seem to spin
Meanwhile a creature with a thousand limbs
Is closing in
Oh shit! But
It's fine, I'm fine, it's fine, I'm fine, It's fine, I'm fine, I'm fun
So fun, so fun, so very very very very fun
It's fine, I'm fine, it's fine, I'm fine, It's fine, I'm fine, I'm fun
So fun, so fun, so very very very very fun
Said it's fine, I'm fine, it's fine, I'm fine, It's fine, I'm fine, I'm fun
So fun, so fun, so very very very very
Credits
Writer(s): Camilla Crisciotti, Francesco Pizzoni, Marco Clelio Palmieri, Marco Fabrizi
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