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sweetheart - sugar lips كلمات الأغنية

“sugar lips”

by sweetheart

verse 1: sweetheart
i’m more like nikala tesla
to your alexander graham bell
one died broke and penniless
while the ones pockets still swell
you take my raw and bright ideas
but you’ll never tell
you make more money off exploiting me
than kim k does off her smell

more credit taken than the greeks
if they hacked experian
then p-wned your privacy
giving over our secrets to anyone
my missing music notes
in your last supper like davinci
but did you know how i can plant more bombs
than did ted kasinski

hook
i don’t know the way to go so i try again
the world is full of ebb and flow that we’re living in
your sugar lips say hold me
your sugar lips are the truth
your sugar lips say one thing
my sugar lips on you

verse 2: sweetheart
my “axiom moment” that i can do this
i am going to be a success all alone
but then i find my thoughts on your mind
it’s like when you forget to hang up the phone
either it’s “ether registry fallacy”
or perhaps a universal overtone
but we both got there together
yet sui juries i’m on my own

power-hungry, no sympathy
with the capacity for control
caveat emptor with my goods
you let go of your firm hold
this is like the quiet prelude
the mystery, but it’s a personal energy crisis
with give and take though
i heard god don’t cradle dices

verse 3: sweetheart
as we presume the throne
at a court that’s kangaroo
i motivate civil disobedience
where statements criticized a castillian truth
and paradigms like aeolian harps
covetous as hera stupid
we’ll be plenipotentiary
in your heart where i’m occluded

i’ll play the flirt, a bright soubrette
despite philip sousa and my blood privity
the wounded human will survive
my business concentration being politically
the wasted will of a decriminalized youth eyes
but the burden of proof that’s very low
transfix these crossed playlists p-ss maneuvers
spying on a few maestro

verse 4: sweetheart
when we were young, lord, all made sense
the cantankerous jaw of life mood
the dissent, and the strident fist of sodomy
my hand was mine and you
you, mon cheri, were charge d’arffaires
in a saudi arabian jewelry industry
your att-tude was active in your orpheus stories
and chivalry was dead in your mind’s cavity

- sweetheart

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