歌詞
[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
[Chorus]
[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
[Chorus]
音楽のスタイル
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.