| But how can you stay like this? |
| Distant for hours
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| Whenever you like, we go swimming in the sea at night
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| How can you stay like this? |
| Without words
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| Where we go? |
| Under the moon, fuck love
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| I lost in my feelings that I don't feel anymore
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| Like my old songs, they are déjà vu
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| And when sex has been a taboo here for months
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| We accomplices destroyed by this life without groove
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| Pass me some grass, I light up under this moon
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| Which reminds me of when we were on an adventure
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| To breathe slowly the sea that caressed us
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| And we sit with our bare feet on the bow
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| Do you arrive when I least expect it and do you do it?
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| "What happened to you in these months?" |
| you never say it
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| You ask me why I no longer follow you on Instagram
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| I have already seen your photo
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| You said everyone wanted to be like us
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| The harmony in the words, the great gestures and then
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| When we broke up I was waiting for you here
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| How can you stay like this?
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| But how can you stay like this? |
| Distant for hours
|
| Whenever you like, we go swimming in the sea at night
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| How can you stay like this? |
| Without words
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| Where we go? |
| Under the moon, fuck love
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| Memories? |
| I was coming down from the trees, but with no cash here
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| Departed from 'is Naples, if it goes like this what obstacles
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| 'Sti hearts broken into atoms, you hit me and turned on the beat
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| Timed like beats between the souls, fantastic
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| Campari, Gin and purple weed
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| The breaks inside the motorway restaurants, I who wanted to do it there
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| When I listened to "What do you know about this wheat field"
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| I go back to the past, I remember many classmates
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| You held my hand underneath, but we don't say it
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| I cry for spilled milk, I fight for how we speak
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| I fuck who we don't hate, melted like I'm ice cream
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| Empty like in my skull, baked on your close-up
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| But how can you stay like this? |
| Distant for hours
|
| Whenever you like, we go swimming in the sea at night
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| How can you stay like this? |
| Without words
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| Where we go? |
| Under the moon, to make love
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| Clementine |