2021.06.21.
For two lonely souls (Part. 2)
Late, lateThe prettier they are, the more they're late
I'm waiting for her, I'm stepping back
I think about her great forms while holding popcorn
I'm starting to smoke, filled with crazy ideas
I'm waiting for her, I'm freezing, I prefer brunettes
More or less tanned, more or less dark, with a small size because they have big asses
She chose the film, she chose the worst, yeah
A really shitty movie but I didn't dare to say it
Well I mean I did, when coming out of the toilet
She doesn't agree but she's still smiling, not a joke, I feel old
I only knew two women years ago
Those surrounding me are less interesting, I forgot how to flirt
You think like me, you often act like me
I saw you talk, think, love
I saw you dream like me
What good can the sky do
For two lonely souls
I'm wondering about fate
I'm my shrink, yeah, my own doctor
Eh, maybe she's using me to forget about her ex
Eh, but I used her to finish my text
He was her placebo, I'm the vaccine
You will love my bad side
Like when I hold your shoulder, I caress your tit
When you talk about your flaws, I'm not listening because
I swear on my head that I'm dreaming about you sitting on my face
And you know we're gonna have sex
When she starts badmouthing her ex
I still listen to her
'To start with, he's a black guy
He thinks about his job first, he thinks about his friends first, his ex first
Even his dog goes before me
He's stupid like the last Dalton
He's not the way I want, I'm done'
I'm stopping you here girl, even if you're sexy
I don't have time either, I'm working on my album
By the way, I'm Luidji, I like stupid women
I have two passions in life, I like drugs and alcohol
I like getting drunk, I like getting plastered
I have a taste for anything harmful to me
Yeah I'm selling carrot-shaped dreams
I cheated on my girlfriends with a ton of girls with no condom
They were saying 'who is she ?', I responded 'it's a friend'
-You're paranoid ! Yeah you're paranoid !
-Do you remember everything you were saying on the phone, what you were telling...
For those sending SOS
From the north, south, east, west
Yeah I wanted to hang myself
Now I'm so full of myself
Everything I talk I feel like I'm selling myself
Know that a scheme is not a plan
I had too many doubts and questions
Too many motives, too many acquaintances
But I meditated a long time
Today it's isn't a question of time anymore
For those sending SOS
From the north, south, east, west
Yeah I wanted to hang myself
Now I'm so full of myself
Everything I talk I feel like I'm selling myself
Know that a schema is not a plan
I had too many doubts and questions
Too many motives, too many acquaintances
But I meditated a long time
Today it's isn't a question of time anymore
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