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Screenshot Video (MV)




Performed By: Noam Bleen
Length: 3:59
Written by: Antonio Baragone, Nicola Bussi
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Noam Bleen - Screenshot Lyrics




I can't recall all our memories
And though you're standing next to me
I can't see it on my screen

I'm sitting here with my loneliness
Sorry if I lost all the interest in your dress
Or in what to say

And all the rest?
Oh, every little thing's a mess
And all the rest?
Every little thing's a mess
Is a mess

While your words are flowing out
My finger's slowly scrolling down the world
While you're trying to lift me up
My feet are slowly sinking down below

I read the news on my telephone
Will they try to drop a bomb in Iran
And start the war they want?

I'm flipping through some web magazines
I know you're trying to talk to me,
But please, look at this

And all the rest?
Oh, every little thing's a mess
And all the rest?
Every little thing's a mess
Is a mess

While you're trying to stay with me
There's something burning deep
Inside my soul

While you are trying to lift me up
The subconscious needs to build a wall

Since we're here together
I'll take a screenshot in my head

I'm sitting here with my loneliness
And I realize that you've gone again
Far away
Somewhere in my hands
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I can't recall all our memories
And though you're standing next to me
I can't see it on my screen

I'm sitting here with my loneliness
Sorry if I lost all the interest in your dress
Or in what to say

And all the rest?
Oh, every little thing's a mess
And all the rest?
Every little thing's a mess
Is a mess

While your words are flowing out
My finger's slowly scrolling down the world
While you're trying to lift me up
My feet are slowly sinking down below

I read the news on my telephone
Will they try to drop a bomb in Iran
And start the war they want?

I'm flipping through some web magazines
I know you're trying to talk to me,
But please, look at this

And all the rest?
Oh, every little thing's a mess
And all the rest?
Every little thing's a mess
Is a mess

While you're trying to stay with me
There's something burning deep
Inside my soul

While you are trying to lift me up
The subconscious needs to build a wall

Since we're here together
I'll take a screenshot in my head

I'm sitting here with my loneliness
And I realize that you've gone again
Far away
Somewhere in my hands
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Writer: Antonio Baragone, Nicola Bussi
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