Like the Heart - Scampi

It’s like the heart that people put in your hands.

It’s like the mess that you’ve got in your veins.

It’s like the dreams unfulfilled there’s in their heads

There’s no more rules

There’s none making the world turn round

There’s no rules

I leave you’re not my star anymore

It’s like the heart

It’s like the heart

It’s like the heart

It’s like the heart