IT:
Se c’é una cosa che non scordo è che non siamo tutti quanti uguali C’è chi fa musica davvero e chi segue soltanto i suoi ideali
E sei uno su un milione
Se spargi le parole
Non prenderanno senso da sole
Che cosa resta se togli il significato alle parole?
È solo melodia nell’aria in mezzo a un mare di persone, Forse parli troppo poco con il cuore
Ti ripeti sempre come un loop
Ti ho visto in mille persone E canzoni, e parole Non sembra niente di nuovo Non c’è groove
Non c’è amore
Ricordi mille canzoni Senza nome o emozione Mi annoio a starti a sentire (Mi annoio a starti a sentire)
Oh no Oh no Oh no Ahi ahi ahi Oh no
Oh no
Oh no Ahi ahi ahi
E spesso ci pensi a quanto male fa? La fretta ci mangia alla nostra età Quanto costano i tuoi sogni? Quanto sei disposto a perdere?
Se c’é una cosa che non scordo è che non siamo tutti quanti uguali C’é che chi fa musica davvero e chi segue soltanto i suoi ideali
E sei uno su un milione
Se spargi le parole
Non prenderanno senso da sole
Ti ho visto in mille persone (mille persone)
E canzoni, e parole
(e parole)
Non sembra niente di nuovo (niente di nuovo)
Non c’è groove
Non c’è amore
Ricordi mille canzoni (mille canzoni) Senza nome o emozione Mi annoio a starti a sentire (sentire)
E sei uno su un milione ma
Puoi cambiare le regole La musica che fa rumore Non conosce limite
E sei uno su un milione ma Puoi cambiare le regole La musica che fa rumore Non conosce limite
Ti ho visto in mille persone (mille persone)
E canzoni, e parole
(e parole)
Non sembra niente di nuovo (niente di nuovo)
Non c’è groove
Non c’è amore
Ricordi mille canzoni (mille canzoni) Senza nome o emozione Mi annoio a starti a sentire (sentire)
E sei uno su un milione ma (vendi il dolore per rime) Puoi cambiare le regole La musica che fa rumore (mi annoio a starti a sentire) Non conosce limite
E sei uno su un milione ma Puoi cambiare le regole
E non sembra niente di nuovo, non c’é groove, non c’é stile.


ENG:
If there’s one thing I don’t forget It’s that we’re not all the same Someone really makes music And some just chase their own ideals And you’re one in a million
If you spread the words
They won’t make sense on their own
What is left if you take away the meaning from the words? It’s just a melody in the air among a sea of people, Maybe you speak too little with your heart
And you always repeat yourself like a loop
I’ve seen you in a thousand people And songs, and words
It doesn’t sound like anything new There’s no groove
There’s no love
You remember a thousand songs Without a name or emotion
I get bored listening to you
(I get bored listening to you)
Oh no Oh no Oh no Ahi ahi ahi Oh no
Oh no
Oh no Ahi ahi ahi
And do you often think of how much it hurts? The rush devours us at our age
How much do your dreams cost?
How much are you willing to lose?
If there’s one thing I don’t forget It’s that we’re not all the same Someone really makes music And some just chase their own ideals And you’re one in a million
If you spread the words
They won’t make sense on their own
I’ve seen you in a thousand people (a thousand people)
And songs, and words
(the words)
It doesn’t sound like anything new (nothing new)
There’s no groove
There’s no love
You remember a thousand songs (a thousand songs) Without a name or emotion
I get bored listening to you (listening)
And you’re one in a million but You can change the rules The music that makes noise Knows no limits
And you’re one in a million but You can change the rules The music that makes noise Knows no limits
I’ve seen you in a thousand people (a thousand people)
And songs, and words
(the words)
It doesn’t sound like anything new (nothing new)
There’s no groove
There’s no love
You remember a thousand songs (a thousand songs) Without a name or emotion
I get bored listening to you (listening)
And you’re one in a million but (you sell pain for rhymes) You can change the rules The music that makes noise (I get bored listening to you) Knows no limits
And you’re one in a million but You can change the rules
And it doesn’t sound like anything new, There’s no groove, there’s no style.

Fire
Dancing up all night
I m feeling so damn right
Won’t be coming back
Until sunlight
Shining under the light
Feeling like gold
I’m about to explode
I’ll make my dreams come true
Theres nothing I can’t do
Boy if you want me
Just tell me how much you need me
I’ll drive you crazy I’ll drive you crazy
Cause I’m on fire
I’m like the thunder
Cause I’m on fire
Make me your number one
So confident so divine
Just make me sweat

Hyperpop League
Hyperdream, make it real With glitchy sounds and neon gleams
Hyperreal, living dreams We're kings and king or so it seems
Hyperdream, make it real Braking schemes, live extreme Oh oh
Oh oh
DJ flashing neon lights
In the City where we ignite
Glitching beats and pixel dreams
In this hyper world nothings as it seems
Compensating, Circuits alive
In the matrix where we thrive
We!re the ones who bend the rules
In this hyper world we make the rules
Hyperdream, make it real With glitchy sounds and neon gleams
Hyperreal, living dreams We're kings and king or so it seems
Hyperdream, make it real Braking schemes, live extreme Oh oh
Oh oh

Like a metronome,
I was trying to find,
Trying to find some little peace of mind,
When everything is so fine,
And that you are just mine,
I was trying to walk home,
My heart beats like a metronome,
And then this song came on my radio,
And I just feel I love you so,
Ouh what’s not to like, (When you come to me)
Ouh what’s not to like, (When you set me free)
Ouh what’s not to like, (When you make me feel)
What you'll find in me,
Is that we're meant to be,
I was trying to find,
Trying to find some little peace of mind I was trying to get you,
Inside of my mind.

Ouh what’s not to like What you'll find in me,
Is that we're meant to be,
Ouh what’s not to like, (When you come to me)
Ouh what’s not to like, (When you set me free)
Ouh what’s not to like, (When you make me feel)
What you'll find in me,
Is that we're meant to be.

Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah

Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah