Ok, I wake up wearing Rick Owens
(Ah, but this is Sala)

Sitting on the ground for this night, lying down wearing Rick Owens
I match well, I don't know how to use words
She's awake in the dressing room, continuing to rehearse
So now goodnight
She seems drawn while she dances on the notes (ah)
But they're just paranoias (yeah, ah)
I wake up in the morning Rick Owens (ok, ok)

Soy Gabbana wants the step
She needs sparks so I have to give her the flash
She speaks to me little or softly from the tallest building
She knows well I don't trust, I have paranoias about a Lambo (ah)
A house with a lake view, how can I demand it if I don't give it my all
If in the many problems of life I stumble
If the air I breathe makes me lose my breath
So I swear that (ah-ah-ah-ah)
I have a fashion show in Paris
I value my time
Otherwise how do I do Birkin
While I love her curves that make me run away from problems
You are my big secret
So it seems logical to me that I can't talk to you about it (ah-ah)
So now I look at my Nikes
To avoid glances between us that could then talk to us

Sitting on the ground for this night, lying down wearing Rick Owens
I match well, I don't know how to use words
She's awake in the dressing room, continuing to rehearse
So now goodnight
She seems drawn while she dances on the notes (ah)
But they're just paranoias (ah)
I wake up in the morning Rick Owens

Today, wake up camera on the ocean
I have many problems but from here they are not visible
And I know she moves like the earth around the sun
And everything seems to be going in the right direction
While she lights it we laugh, yesterday I prayed
Fingers danced on the piano, that was my plan
I want a house with a sea view above Marechiaro
But I don't just want it, I want it to be deserved
She asked me, "What do you want to do with the first money?"
I want to travel the world, discover all the places
From the Seine to the Thames, leave every day
But if you want to see me I swear I'll be back today, today, ah
I still dress at the market I could empty the stores
Trousers torn before it was posing
That's why she wants me because she knows I live like this, like this

Sitting on the ground for this night, lying down wearing Rick Owens
I match well, I don't know how to use words
She's awake in the dressing room, continuing to rehearse
So now goodnight
She seems drawn while she dances on the notes (ah)
But they're just paranoias (ah)
I wake up in the morning Rick Owens

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