Fatto Di Te

Oh hey Matilde. It's super late
I'm heading home and I wanted to say
that I'm completely high

High on you

I only feel good when I’m working out
I only feel good when it’s Saturday
I only feel good when you show up
I only feel bad when you leave

Sundays are a tragedy
I can’t seem to fall asleep
Mondays hurt me
Since elementary school

There’s no
Logical remedy for sadness
And freedom doesn’t always bring me joy, just insecurity
So I hold on to
All my dependencies
To live better
To live less or worse
We’re made of salt
Of sun, of sand, and of sea
Yeah, I’m made of you

I only feel good when I’m working out
I only feel good when it’s Saturday
I only feel good when you show up
I only feel bad when you leave

Sundays are a tragedy
I can’t seem to fall asleep
Mondays hurt me
Since elementary school

There’s no
Logical remedy for sadness
And freedom doesn’t always bring me joy
Just insecurity

So I hold on to
All my dependencies
To live better
To live less or worse
We’re made of salt
Of sun, of sand, and of sea
Yeah, I’m made of you
And I’m a bit made of you
And I’m a bit made of you