Lyrics
Give me all your claps
Attention fuels my tanks
I take your belongings
And sell them like they're mine
And then my body forms into ashes
The things you make, create, make me jealous
Bad pain that will last
Makes me finish my task
I play with your longings
And make it seem sublime
And then my body forms into ashes
The things you make, create, make me jealous
Now I sit on myself, my own frenzy
My isolated self, all my friends hate me
And then my body forms into ashes
The things you make, create, make me jealous
Written by: Ennio De Caro


