Regrets in the trunk
Hopes in the dashboard
Substances under the wire
Love, beware of the checkpoint
Treasures in my jacket
The palm against the evil eye
Collection for gasoline
At 180 per hour, adrenaline

We run away from things we don't name
Today the rain is not visible, but I recognize its noise
Forget who you were, like the moon does with the sun
And cradle my thoughts, but make my engine scream
Who knows what we will become
I'm happy, you're sincere
Give me a kiss at the border and swear not to look back
Now that we are free tell me what keeps us (what?)
Love is a sweet suicide like the song of the sirens

Close my eyes, kiss me and I'll forget who I was
At 180 per hour in an old Alfa Romeo
Take me up there
Kiss kiss, bang bang, in the car
Higher
Kiss kiss, bang bang
Baby press on the gas

Regrets in the trunk
Hopes in the dashboard
Substances under the wire
Love, beware of the checkpoint
Treasures in my jacket
The palm against the evil eye
Collection for gasoline
At 180 per hour, adrenaline

You and me at the top of our lungs
Purple kisses, good grass
We are that bad, trampled by a life
With the dreams of the fugitives and the money in the socks
Shouting from the windows
"You will never have us alive"

Get out of here, push on the gas
We are free, we are free
Our names above the window
Your chest like my pillow
All we have is us and these coins
We are free, oh, we are free
Waving at the ghosts from the car
Kiss kiss, bang bang
Baby, press on the gas

Close my eyes, kiss me and I'll forget who I was
At 180 per hour in an old Alfa Romeo
Take me up there
Kiss kiss, bang bang, in the car
Higher
Kiss kiss, bang bang
Baby press on the gas

Press on the gas, press press on the gas

Press on the gas, press press on the gas

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