| Milan promises beluga and champagne
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| Files in barriers and pussies in vans
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| Our club playlist goes randomly tonight
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| Like Spotify
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| Dubstep slaps, bass pressing
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| You like to dance and dance barefoot
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| You don't want life to bend to the regret of dreams
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| And what you are not
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| Another club another drink
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| Another sound on another beat
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| I kiss your sweaty neck
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| People look you look like a fairy
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| I put on the headphones, I play the fool
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| I raise my arms I'm already out of breath
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| I'm looking for a way out of your trap
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| Love is a duel
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| And Milan asks for the bill survive if you are ready
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| Or it swallows you
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| Now I live, now not she floats on her flow
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| And she doesn't give a damn
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| The night promises but does not deliver
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| I move upset among the hyenas
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| I don't know how to get used to the party between devils and saints
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| That I have inside of me
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| Save me now, save me again
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| Take me around in the rising sun
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| Between taxis, buildings and avenues of wax, San Siro
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| What an effect it has
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| Another day another God
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| Everyone's but not mine
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| I can handle darkness
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| But much less humanity
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| Let's go away we steal a tram
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| I need a bed or a lexotan
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| Pride game so I don't collapse
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| And in the meantime I dance
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| And Milan asks for the bill survive if you are ready
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| Or it swallows you
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| Now I live, now not she goes on on her flow
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| And he doesn't give a damn
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| The lower the light
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| And the higher the shadows
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| I call and nobody
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| I call and nobody, nobody answers
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| The stronger the light
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| And the darker the shadows
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| I call and nobody
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| I call and nobody, nobody answers
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| And Milan asks for the bill but tonight I'm ready
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| And I don't care
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| Now I live, now not but I float on his flow
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| And I don't give a damn
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| And Milan asks for the bill but tonight I'm ready
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| And I don't care
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| Now I live, now not but I float on his flow
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| And I don't give a damn |