Tanto

This is not music, it's drugs

So much glamour and me suffocating with her blouse
So much pleasure and me leaving with the naive one
So much to see and me watching how she uses me
So many problems so much shit so many excuses

So much misery spinning in the big sphere
So much sweat spread on my shirt
So much hidden resentment between my dark circles
So much fear of being loved like anyone else

Long wait
Who waits for you at night?
Shady, shady business, bae

Restless four kilos in the car
Shady, shady business, bae

So many cold nights, so many prayers
So many ironies, so many frustrations
So many goodbyes, so many illusions
At least I have a cigarette left

I fell back into the purest thing in your madness
I lost again, but this time I could be
Up to the challenge
You don't understand me, but you know my luck is dark
You defend yourself as you can, the situation is tough

So many good moments and bad moments
So much passion, so much hope and gift envelopes
So much family, so much love, so many people by my side
So much truth to tell has me somewhat stressed

So much playing, I'm tired but I keep playing
So much inhaling will kill me but I keep inhaling
Falsehood and truth have been hurting us
There's so much fever in our style that you're burning

So many stories, so much loose scum in the world
So many victories and defeats in the same matter
So much winning to lose in a few seconds
So much swimming inside you, I drowned in the deepest