12.01.2021
Sundays at Ikea
HighwayWe're faster than the night
These neon lights
The city that seems like a cocktail
I'll drink it
Like that, all in one breath
Like a shot
Like if I was used to it
I searched you
In a group, a bit distracted
In a pair of blue eyes
In which I swim
In which I shipwreck
I don't know
If love is good for us
You know, how it is
I sleep little and have nightmares
Far away
Far away
Now that everything goes away
Far away
Far away from you
And I don't miss you anymore
That I tell you to do it
Alone at night I have this stupid idea
What is it good for afterwards?
You should go
Because due to you I have lost Sundays at Ikea
And I don't miss you anymore
I don't miss you anymore
I don't miss you anymore
And I don't miss you anymore
I don't miss you anymore
I don't miss you anymore
New house
Some box in the living room
There's a writing saying 'fragil' on it
It's the summary of a man
I don't know
What would be my power
Life is a boxing ring
And I'll be Rocky Balboa
Far away
Far away
Now that everything goes away
Far away
Far away from you
And I don't miss you anymore
That I tell you to do it
Alone at night I have this stupid idea
What is it good for afterwards?
You should go
Because due to you I have lost Sundays at Ikea
And I don't miss you anymore
I don't miss you anymore
I don't miss you anymore
And I don't miss you anymore
I don't miss you anymore
I don't miss you anymore
Far away
Far away
Far away
Far away from you
And I don't miss you anymore
That I tell you to do it
Alone at night I have this stupid idea
What is it good for afterwards?
You should go
Because due to you I have lost Sundays at Ikea
And I don't miss you anymore
I don't miss you anymore
I don't miss you anymore
And I don't miss you anymore
I don't miss you anymore
I don't miss you anymore