FLECHE LOVE - Clouds (KAZY LAMBIST PROD) | Текст песни

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I'm a rappist
I put words on a black list
I lock them up in a cave
They are ready to be my slaves
They can't scream they can't shout cos their voices are paper thin
I stroke their letters and edgy corners
I want them to be nice and to dance on my tongue

Clouds clouds in front of my eyes, clouds clouds is it paradise

I'm a liar
Pretending words have no secrets for me
I'm on fire not questioning my empathy
cos all they endure
is mental torture
and it's their daily nurture
their only treasure is their sap
that I collect religiously on my paper
You understand now why my music is a trap
and why it grows in you like a skyscraper
I'm not jealous you can borrow my words
but don't forget to bring them back to me
cos I'm their lord, I'm their lord

Clouds clouds in front of my eyes, clouds clouds is it paradise

They cannot go away cos they don't wanna let me down
They cannot got away cos they don't wanna let me down

Clouds cloud in front of my eyes, clouds clouds it is paradise


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