Montecreesto – Crème Brûlée

Montecreesto Crème Brûlée

Montecreesto – Crème Brûlée Lyrics

Artist: Montecreesto
Song: Crème Brûlée

Non sei più lei: un bicchiere in mano, shooting a Milano
Nel tuo gameplay, io come un estraneo, sopra al tuo divano
Non cederó ai tuoi alibi, sono ali di aeroplani di carta
Che vanno a fuoco coi battiti, in quegli attimi in cui diventi tu

Perché io non voglio stare bene
Voglio solo stare un pó con te
Brucia come lava nelle vene: crème brûlée, crème brûlée
Tu eri candida, quasi venerea come la candida neve di sera

Nella biosfera della tua anima sembravi vera
Quasi gioconda: enigmatica, meteoropatica
Perché io non voglio stare bene
Voglio solo stare un pó con te

Brucia come lava nelle vene: crème brûlée, crème brûlée
Faccio il cretino, poi ci penso e ci rido su
Da quando fai la modella, tu in foto non ridi più
E ciò che ti ho scritto ora non ha più senso: si è perso nel fumo denso delle tue Winston blu

Perché io non voglio stare bene
Voglio solo stare un pó con te
Brucia come lava nelle vene: crème brûlée, crème brûlée
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Crème Brûlée Lyrics – English Translation

You are no longer her: a glass in hand, shooting in Milan
In your gameplay, I as a stranger, above your sofa
I will not sell to your alibis, they are wings of paper airplanes
Which go on fire with the beats, in those moments in which you become

Because I don’t want to be fine
I just want to be a little with you
Burn as wash in the veins: Crème Brucée, Crème Bûlée
You were candida, almost venerea like the candid snow in the evening

In the biosphere of your soul you seemed true
Almost Gioconda: enigmatic, meteoropathic
Because I don’t want to be fine
I just want to be a little with you

Burn as wash in the veins: Crème Brucée, Crème Bûlée
I do the idiot, then I think about it and I laugh at it
Since you model, you don’t laugh in the photos
And what I wrote to you now no longer make sense: it is lost in the dense smoke of your blue winston

Because I don’t want to be fine
I just want to be a little with you
Burn as wash in the veins: Crème Brucée, Crème Bûlée
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Montecreesto Lyrics – Crème Brûlée

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Release Year: 2023