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Monaco - Judeo
Whole lot
Passports in the ashtray
Velvet seats dashboard glow
Whole lot
Changing in the hallway
Top floor keys in Monaco
Room key on a silver chain
Just spin it on a finger, say my name slow
Marble floors, cold champagne
All ice on the counter but my heart froze
Used to count coins in a jar by the stove
Now the view spill gold on the globe
Curtains open just to flex on the gold
All of the nights I was hungry to move
Monaco
Got me feeling like I never had to struggle for this
Like I never had to bleed for this road
All this marble, all this glass but I still see that kid through the smoke
Monaco
Say it twice, let the echo hit the stone
Monaco
Monaco
Silk shirt hanging off one shoulder
Tattoo peeking where the sun don't go
Car on fire, they treat me like a owner
But I still hear sirens in my headphone
She ask you happy or just paid now
I laugh, watch the bubbles in the glass rise
Gold flakes on a plate, little steak now
But the hunger still living my eyes
Balcony breeze on my collarbone
Engine sing soft down below
I buy out the bar, still feel alone
Every room got a shadow, I know
Monaco
Like I never had to struggle for this road
Monaco
Like I never had to bleed for this road
