[Verse 1] Francesco Turns his key in the rusted door Pizza box Balanced on a stack of bills on the floor Laughing at the day like "Is that all you got?" Shoes off Socks on Pan on the spot
[Chorus] Francesco You spin gold out of cheap wine Turn late trains into your own skyline Every small room feels like a show When you’re dancing in the kitchen Francesco Francesco Francesco
[Verse 2] Phone buzz Mama says she’s proud but still worried “You’re too thin And your life always sounds so hurried” He says “Ma I’m okay I’m just chasing a dream” Stirs sauce Sings loud over hissing steam
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[Bridge] You got paint on your jeans Plans in your pocket Names in your notebook Hearts on a locket One tiny balcony Four plastic chairs Yet you talk like the whole world’s already there
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Style de musique
Upbeat indie-pop with bright clean guitars, driving bass, and snappy drums. Male vocals in a conversational tone; verses stay tight and rhythmic, chorus opens with stacked harmonies and a wide stereo shimmer. Subtle synth pads bloom on the second chorus to lift the energy, ending with a crisp, radio-ready tag.