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Hate the heat, hate the real, hate being a cold one
Tropico is not my only home now, ‘cause I’ve got white lights
And all the precious places that I know, I’ve been there before
It’s now my choice, maybe fear is the one that rules the mind now

Talk with him, in front of me
All crossed words depending on this beat (x2)

Coming from the therapy and everything is alright
Drop the money, blocked inside
Dirty sounds all across my conscious eyes
Angelo, please, put those sounds outside

The air conditioner was too high but at least the couch was so charm
We never believe in magic miracles, pressure has come here to stay
It takes too much sessions and too much give-ups to go deep down
But only one step ahead to doing it right, make of it a blast, saving your mind

Shout the shit, behind his knees
All of the fixes dancing through this beats (x2)

Coming from the therapy and everything is alright
Drop the money, blocked inside
Dirty sounds all across my conscious eyes
Angelo, please, put those sounds outside

Don’t wait, we have some serious work to explain
Hold and stay, we need to fill the mistakes our families made (x2)

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from Therapy [stand​-​alone single], released March 14, 2019

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Catalan techno-influenced, urban & surrounding-synths producer and singer based in Barcelona.

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