PERSONALE (feat. Geolier)

Baby, you see it on my face
Everything I don't say, so as not to bother you
Give me five minutes of peace
In the loneliness race, I would already be on the podium
My heart freezes
When you say goodbye for real
We're on two lines
That don't meet because you don't ask me: How are you?

Never, you know you won't see me
On a white Maserati, it's nothing personal
But, but, but, but, never, I prefer the hype
For an oversized heart, too personal by now

You never keep a secret
Because if you keep it, you don't maintain it
He would wait for you a thousand minutes
But if he was happy enough that you dressed up
And you're dancing in the club
But everyone is watching
No one is dancing here, they're still
Everyone, even the women
We don't get carried away into the sky
If you come with all the personalities you have
You like the Lamborghini, you want a Bugatti
You don't like Gucci over LV
For me, the fire of the vote is colder than hell
Or nothing and we're like this

But, but, but, but, never, you know you won't see me
On a white Maserati, it's nothing personal
But, but, but, but, never, I prefer the hype
For an oversized heart, too personal by now
You can never see me
I come to look for you, it's nothing personal
But, but, but, but, never, I prefer the hype
I live an oversized life, too personal by now