LYRICS GAME

My white skin

It looks purple in the headlights

Western nightclubs

She wants strawberries with cream

The men raise their hands

Like animals do

I see cultural crises, exotic films

We are all very human

All small like that

Emotional peaks

Natural disasters

I take antibiotics

Just because we're alone and I don't feel like it

You touch me and I'll have to tell Emanuela

I walk away while you say, 'What was the rush?'

Don't try to kiss a witch, it will hurt

The truth is not romantic

Not erotic at all

And you can't escape, not from the truth

Because he has no mercy

And he cried, and he cried

Emanuela

Emanuela

Holy Week

Even if you are not a believer

Third day and you recover

Flight, aerodynamics

We do it by standing still

We are ugly, we are beautiful

And I see existential crises, stereotypes

We are all very human

All small like that

Sex and mercenaries

Korean artists

I take antibiotics

Just because we're alone and I don't feel like it

You touch me and I'll have to tell Emanuela

I walk away while you say, 'What was the rush?'

Don't try to kiss a witch, it will hurt

The truth is not romantic

Not erotic at all

And you can't escape, not from the truth

Because he has no mercy

And he cried, and he cried

Emanuela

Damn, where are you?

That I want to leave, I'm completely shaved

When you are satisfied you enjoy like this, like this

I take antibiotics

Just because we're alone and I don't feel like it

You touch me and I'll have to tell Emanuela

I walk away while you say, 'What was the rush?'

Don't try to kiss a witch, it will hurt

The truth is not romantic

Not erotic at all

And you can't escape, not from the truth

Because he has no mercy

And he cried, and he cried, and he cried, and he cried

Emanuela