Goodnightale - Discoball

We kill time in the corner of this restaurant
We order our favorite shit
Your voice tries new melodies
Your car stereo yells them at me
And I sink in my pillow
Here's to the weight of the crown
Meet me at the edge of town
Adults can't quite hear our sound
Surprised that I'm
Spinning, I feel like I'm spinning
With you, with you
Spinning, I feel like I'm spinning
With you, with you
Violence conquers the coffee tables
It's fucked up
We run in the hallways looking for flavors
It's fucked up, so fucked up
Now I don't sleep in class
I danced with fear in the past
We rule our emperors with sass
Standing on top of glass
Spinning, I feel like I'm spinning
With you, with you
Spinning, I feel like I'm spinning
With you, with you
Spinning, I feel like I'm spinning
With you, with you
Spinning, I feel like I'm spinning
With you, with you
Spinning, I feel like I'm spinning
With you, with you
Spinning, I feel like I'm spinning
With you, with you

Written by:
Alessandro Calì Ventura

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