Marco Mengoni, Throw it all away: meaning of the lyrics of the new single
Confirmation finally arrives from the artist's social networks: it's titled Throw it all away (Epic Records / Sony Music Italy) the new single by Marco Mengoniout on Friday 29 November on the radio and on all digital platforms.
As anticipated on Sunday, Marco Mengoni spoiled a small segment of the new song during the afternoon show Friends 24 Sunday 24 November, then immediately afterwards during the Davis Cup and yesterday morning – Monday 25 November – in a program of Antonella Clerici.
However, the clues were many and scattered mainly on his profile Spotifybetween changed canvases and numbers popping up in the background, and fans had already started to wonder whether the return of the artist from Ronciglione was imminent or not. Plus, on Monday 25 November, at 2pm sharp, Mengoni he posted teasers on his social profiles, all four with different videos: Facebook, Instagram, X and TikTok.
Screw it all up was written by Marco Mengoni same together with Edoardo D'Erme (Calcutta), Davide Petrella And Andrea Suriani and produced by Edoardo D'Erme together with Giovanni Pallotti And Andrea Suriani.
The single presents a clear singer-songwriter matrix but, at the same time, stands out for its dynamic up with sound French Touch: high bpm and straight drum that leave space and combine with a melancholy note, also present in the lyrics. The rhythm is based on the use of synthesizers, drum machines, sequenced tracks and samplers.
MARCO MENGONI, “THROW EVERYTHING”: MEANING OF THE SONG
Throw it all away it is the possibility of ruining plans and changing direction, but also the desire to reset everything and redesign one's path, ready to start again with a different perspective.
Melancholy and new horizons merge and the opportunity to change things is always one step away from us, the only ones truly capable of rewriting our history.
MARCO MENGONI, “MARE EVERYTHING”: TEXT OF THE SONG
The full text of Throw it all away will be available from Friday 29 November.
This weather doesn't surprise me
Stuck among the people who never regret it
I should take space
Getting lost in travels
Better to stay silent and pretend nothing happened
Alone like olives in a martini
I speak a language you didn't understand
I dress in white
I'll be a little tired when I get back
Because I feel like going out this morning
And then I never go out
If I could go back to where I was before
Maybe I would never go back
I kept this melancholy for us
Throw it all away
And maybe change direction for once
I came back with a broken face
Under your house
I'm another guy who told you bullshit
But he doesn't want to
Throw it all away
