Clouds

By Flèche Love

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I'm a rapist

I put words on a black list

I lock them up in a cave

They are ready to be my slaves

They can't shout they can't scream

Cause 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 in front of my eyes

Clouds, clouds, is it paradise?

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

Cause 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

Cause I'm their lord, I'm their lord

Clouds in front of my eyes

Clouds, clouds, is it paradise?

Clouds in front of my eyes

Clouds, clouds, is it paradise?

They cannot go away

Cause they don't wanna let me down

They cannot go away

Cause they don't wanna let me down

Clouds, clouds in front of my eyes

Clouds, is it paradise?

Clouds in front of my eyes

Clouds, clouds is it paradise?