ONE MORNING LEFT - Intergalactic Casanova (OFFICIAL AUDIO STREAM)

#OneMorningleft #IntergalacticCasanova #ArisingEmpire ONE MORNING LEFT's bonus track 'Intergalactic Casanova'! Streaming now: https://OneMorningLeft.lnk.to/casanova The new album »Hyperactive« (out now) Purchase, Streaming now: https://OneMorningLeft.lnk.to/hyperac... SUBSCRIBE to our channel and hit the notification 🔔 to not miss new music: https://arisingempire.lnk.to/YTsub FOLLOW ARISING EMPIRE and keep yourself up to date about your favourite music: Spotify Official Playlists - https://arisingempire.lnk.to/spotify Newsletter - https://arisingempire.lnk.to/newsletter Instagram - https://arisingempire.lnk.to/instagram Facebook - https://arisingempire.lnk.to/facebook Twitter - https://arisingempire.lnk.to/twitter Website - http://www.arising-empire.com FOLLOW ONE MORNING LEFT: Instagram - / onemorningleftofficial Facebook - / onemorningleft Twitter - / onemorningleft1 Website - https://www.onemorningleft.com Lyrics: Anything or anyone for a price, Name a target, hit the night. Do you want to push your luck? Do you want to push your luck? You will end up dead or moonstruck honey. Any place or anytime, roll the dice. Neon hell or paradise. Do you want to push your luck? Cause when the deal is struck, Do not stand between the man and the money. Intergalactic casanova, Riding the wave of a supernova. No amount of heads, no amount of hearts, Will bring you back into my arms. They don't make lovers like they used to, They don't make gunners like they used to. From a filthy hole they call a town, I found love, I found my mark. Death is riding on my shoulder. I'm on your trail, And I'm getting closer to you. To hell with all that needless empathy, It don't matter to me. Do you wanna push your luck, You’ll be staring at the end of a barrel. Move aside, mind your business, or you'll die. Even my stare petrifies, Do you wanna push your luck? 'cause when the deal is struck, Do not stand between the man and the money. Intergalactic casanova, Riding the wave of a supernova. No amount of heads, no amount of hearts, Will bring you back into my arms. They don't make lovers like they used to, They don't make gunners like they used to. From a filthy hole they call a town, I found love, I found my mark. Death is riding on my shoulder. I'm on your trail, And I'm getting closer to you.