Gasoline

This one runs hot from the first second and never really cools down. The riff is blunt and relentless, the kind of hard rock engine that compresses tension without releasing it, building pressure across the entire runtime rather than offering conventional chorus relief. There's something almost industrial in the rhythm section's locked-in ferocity — the drums hit with a physicality that you feel before you process it consciously. Damiano's vocal is all dangerous energy, right at the edge of control, and that edge is exactly the point: the song is about wanting something that's bad for you and choosing it anyway, full knowledge included. The production has a rawness that feels intentional, rejecting polish in favor of something more honest and more combustible. Lyrically it operates in the territory of addiction and desire as the same thing, the way certain people or substances or behaviors become synonymous with being alive even as they cost you something. This is music for the accelerator — for the part of the night when the decision has already been made and all that's left is momentum. It represents Måneskin at their most uncompromised, the place where their rock ambitions land without apology or concession to accessibility.