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Quaresma
album cover
Quaresma was released on December 6, 2024 by Rome Records as a part of the album Quaresma - Single
ReleasedDecember 6, 2024
LabelRome Records
LanguageEnglish
BPM143
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

Uh baby what you mean
You hate your last but girl I swear that isn't me
I'm moving up until it's something I can't reach
And if I fall I know I'm landing on my feet
I swiped the card before I even checked the fee
You were so paranoid, in case I had to flee
We mopped the floors, so there was nothing they could see
Im talking checking up above and underneath
Ill decide tomorrow baby if its too late
I need to be more selfish, leaving nothing on the plate
I only grew a bit, I promise little ever changed
The only thing that changed was if I call you by your name
Its hard for me to tell her that we're done
I left at 7:30 like I almost had to run
I've been here waiting by the phone like I were waiting for the gun
One shot, I hit too hard and now I'm flying by the sun
I like this more
She's sending me a message through her dress
It says j'adore
I'm mad cos when she posts me
She's not losing anymore
She's mad cos when I'm outside
I'm not drinking less than four
Just read ten pages now I'm thinking I'm the best
I couldn't tell from what, I'd panic if I saw a test
She thinks I'm way too sensitive, go say that with your chest
No sense in having arguments, we could be having sex
I treat her like Quaresma, how I never think she's left
She's right
I don't got issues, I could text you maybe twice
My pants, imported
Think its fashion week tonight
She saw the eagle on the pocket
Now we're hopping on a flight
Uh baby what you mean
You hate your last but girl I swear that isn't me
I'm moving up until it's something I can't reach
And if I fall I know I'm landing on my feet
I swiped the card before I even checked the fee
You were so paranoid, in case I had to flee
We mopped the floors, so there was nothing they could see
Im talking checking up above and underneath
Ill decide tomorrow baby if its too late
I need to be more selfish, leaving nothing on the plate
I only grew a bit, I promise little ever changed
The only thing that changed was if I call you by your name
Written by: Riccardo Frisiani

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