Lyrics

Looking at ya while you're sleeping tonight Dunno who the fuck your gonna play this time Don't care if you'll stab me Even if you'll hate me Maybe you'll betray me Or who knows? You'll kill me It will be a better plot Our pilot Something that cannot be bought Our riot All we need is a goal Little bit of ego Pop corn, sex and weed ooh When I'm alone I cut my self to the bones Then I draw your face on A volleyball With my own blood Please press pause No script for me No script for you Our pilot No script for you No script for me Don't see why not Maybe this time some drama This is a choice, not karma No script for me No script for you Our pilot Please hold my hand Please hold me I am sick of this suspense And if this ends And if... No there's no "if" do you understand? It will be a plot twist Our Pilot We should take the red pill Our Zion They think we live stories Too much films and series Better than their worries When I'm alone I cut my self to the bones Then I draw your face on A volleyball With my own blood Please press pause No script for me No script for you Our pilot No script for you No script for me Don't see why not Maybe this time some drama This is a choice, not karma No script for me No script for you Our Pilot When I'm alone I cut my self to the bones Then I draw your face on A volleyball With my own blood Please press pause No script for me No script for you Our pilot No script for you No script for me Don't see why not Maybe this time some drama This is a choice, not karma No script for me No script for you Our Pilot
Writer(s): Levi Facchin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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