#edit lyrics

I hope no one will hate me for this ,deep inside I’m just a teenager with a broken heart :’(

Update I’m in a friendzone,but it’s okay , the next song will be about a Croatian guy and my friends xD

The Italian Dream

Your instagram bio said

Aspiring traveler with a little experience

So I see no reason why shouldn’t we travel together?

And watch Nana at the Jackson Hole bar in Japan

Weird as hell

We drunk shots

We were thirsty for love

And held hands in “New York City”

Were you just a concept

Some good company

Were you the lead muse

Of my weird lyrics

Were you a part of my future

That I couldn′t see

Or just a cute Italian guy

To show off with

Then you flew back to Milan

And I came back to my hopeless blues

I called you and said I'm lost again

But I will sit back and choose you

Between you and my ex

A new moon and my ex life

His long hair versus your kind soul

I try to forget my past and choose over my future

Even if my future left me to die

Were you just a nice guy

A hunting trophy

And you were in my wildest dream

A warm memory

Were you just something new

A get over my boring routine

Or just a cute Italian guy

To show off with

Then your hotness was craving

Some milfs breeze

Do you know how stoked I was

That you were eating corn ice cream in China

Let’s escape some porn in Paris

And here won’t be a romance happy ending

Better I won’t go down on you at my parent′s house

Before we all drove back to our lives

If I annoyed you with my feelings

Bro I'm so sorry

If I was to rapid

I didn't mean to be

Of course I would like my ex

To see my stories

But you were not just a cute Italian guy to show off with

You were more than that and more than an american dream

You were my Italian dream

My Italian dream

My Italian dream

My Italian dream

My Italian dream

I filled my brain with

My Italian dream

I filled my brain with

My Italian dream

The days were short and the father was gone

There was no one in the town and no one in the field

This dusty barren land had given all it could yield

i was born sick, but i love it

Rizha / KNIVES (all these girls)