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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wish Key
Wish Key
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Corrado Bonfanti
Corrado Bonfanti
Songwriter
Massimo Berti
Massimo Berti
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wish Key
Wish Key
Producer

Lyrics

You were under the impression You were under the impression That when you were walking forward That when you were walking forward You'd end up further onward You'd end up further onward But things ain't quite that simple. But things ain't quite that simple. You got altered information You got altered information You were told to not take chances You were told to not take chances You missed out on new dances You missed out on new dances Now you're losing all your dimples. Now you're losing all your dimples. My jacket's gonna be cut and slim and checked, My jacket's gonna be cut and slim and checked, Maybe a touch of seersucker, with an open neck. Maybe a touch of seersucker, with an open neck. I ride a g.s. scooter with my hair cut neat, I ride a g.s. scooter with my hair cut neat, Wear my wartime coat in the wind and sleet. Wear my wartime coat in the wind and sleet. Love reign o'er me. Love reign o'er me. Love reign o'er me. Love reign o'er me. Love. Love. I've had enough of living I've had enough of living I've had enough of dying I've had enough of dying I've had enough of smiling I've had enough of smiling I've had enough of crying I've had enough of crying I've taken all the high roads I've taken all the high roads I've squandered and I've saved I've squandered and I've saved I've had enough of childhood I've had enough of childhood I've had enough of graves... I've had enough of graves... Get a job and fight to keep it, Get a job and fight to keep it, Strike out to reach a mountain. Strike out to reach a mountain. Be so nice on the outside Be so nice on the outside But inside keep ambition But inside keep ambition Don't cry because you hunt them Don't cry because you hunt them Hurt them first they'll love you Hurt them first they'll love you There's a millionaire above you There's a millionaire above you And you're under his suspicion. And you're under his suspicion. I've had enough of dancehalls I've had enough of dancehalls I've had enough of pills I've had enough of pills I've had enough of streetfights I've had enough of streetfights I've seen my share of kills I've seen my share of kills I'm finished with the fashions I'm finished with the fashions And acting like I'm tough And acting like I'm tough I'm bored with hate and passion I'm bored with hate and passion I've had enough of trying to love. I've had enough of trying to love.
Writer(s): Massimo Berti, Corrado Bonfanti Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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