HOLLYWOOD (feat. Rkomi, Shablo)
Irama
HOLLYWOOD (feat. Rkomi, Shablo)
No stress, baby, no stress (yeah, yeah, hey, hey)
I look for you in Hollywood
Why, why, why do you make me die?
And even if it's not logical
It will hurt even as I smile
If you don't look at me, it's the same and I know it was just sex, no
Why, why, why do you want to make me suffer (hey)
And then wake up the next day (and then wake up the next day)
Inside a room in Brazil (inside a room in Brazil)
Knowing it was just a game that lasts too little
But it was beautiful to die, it was beautiful to die (hey, hey)
It's as if I never lived for myself
Yet we have come a long way for me
In the family we sat on the top of a roof
Hand in hand, like a tied rope, what do I do, do I leave?
Already I enter a club and I'm sad
Yet there's nothing really wrong
It happens that I enter a club and I'm single
And I go out with the first girl who looks like you
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
I look at the sun for a moment (no, no, no)
Until I'm black, I won't forget you
(Come, Shablo, hey)
I look for you in Hollywood
Why, why, why do you make me die?
And even if it's not logical
It will hurt even as I smile
I need five drops because I love heights
There's a full moon, I'm flying to Las Vegas
Baby, it's not time, it's not time to grow up
I fall into the flame, I'm burning the candle
I went out with Paola, then Claudia, then nothing
I disappeared again with Giulia
I must have confused myself, I think I screwed myself
Exactly, I'm the usual, I closed
And I would run away with you, eh
A road, a sunset, a Cadillac de Ville (no, no, no)
But then it's not that great, eh (yeah-eh)
Give me love, give me love, give me love because my heart is racing, eh
I look for you in Hollywood
Why, why, why do you make me die?
And even if it's not logical
It will hurt even as I smile