The same things every morning, the same things every day
The same things every f*cking year
You know I feel so sick, I want to live with you this story
I want to take you out of here, lets do the trip
And tomorrow is the day
I know it looks insane
But it's the only way to feel my love is under
Way to feel my love is under
Way to feel my love is understood
The same hell every day, the same things on tv
I want to see the sky with you and sleep under the trees
So f*ck the money, f*ck the glory
All I want is to be free, lets do the trip
And tomorrow is the day
I know it looks insane
But it's the only way to feel my love is under
Way to feel my love is under
Way to feel my love is understood
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The same things every morning, the same things every day
The same things every f*cking year
You know I feel so sick, I want to live with you this story
I want to take you out of here, lets do the trip
And tomorrow is the day
I know it looks insane
But it's the only way to feel my love is under
Way to feel my love is under
Way to feel my love is understood
The same hell every day, the same things on tv
I want to see the sky with you and sleep under the trees
So f*ck the money, f*ck the glory
All I want is to be free, lets do the trip
And tomorrow is the day
I know it looks insane
But it's the only way to feel my love is under
Way to feel my love is under
Way to feel my love is understood
The same things every f*cking year
You know I feel so sick, I want to live with you this story
I want to take you out of here, lets do the trip
And tomorrow is the day
I know it looks insane
But it's the only way to feel my love is under
Way to feel my love is under
Way to feel my love is understood
The same hell every day, the same things on tv
I want to see the sky with you and sleep under the trees
So f*ck the money, f*ck the glory
All I want is to be free, lets do the trip
And tomorrow is the day
I know it looks insane
But it's the only way to feel my love is under
Way to feel my love is under
Way to feel my love is understood
Writer: Riccardo Piccolo
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