Fujiko

(альбом: Tidal Graves - 2017)

Love is like falling asleep on the phone
Checking if you made it home, safely
Feeling complete when you're gone
'Cause you know right where you belong, no maybes
Love is like
Love is like being happy you exist
Love is like love is like contemplating
But not really burning all my shit
I get on your nerves, you get on my nerves
But in the end, it's 'bout how we make it work
Love is no 40-page dissertation
It's not science or something measured in hertz
It's defiance, not trying to make it per-fect
It's understanding you deserve it
It's understanding I need space sometimes
Understanding I'm introverted
Let go your ego, I'll
Let go my ego
Naked and free souls
Sacred and equal
Love is not needing you, but wanting you
Two self-actualized beings
A conscious free of jealousy
Heartbeats in eternal melodies, I listen, I love when it sings
Love is like you and I, divide by two
Serious, but often comical
We share it all, only fight over food
When your phone light up, you know I'm sliding through

I don't know the right words to say, to you
I'm awkward with how I feel
But with this liquid courage in my system now
Let's make a deal
Roses aren't red when winters are blue
So let's fly away, somewhere with a view
Get high under stars, or get drunk on the moon
If I wake up hungover, at least I'm right next to you

Love has no complexion
So we don't fucking owe it to anybody
To date inside our race
Date outside our gender, move at your own pace
I'm finding my own way
Met a pretty soul with the essence of an angel
Heaven, gotta thank you
She's one hell of a woman, Heaven, gotta thank you
You stole my heart, you my Fujiko
You look like them girls in the movie rolls,
Angelina Jolie
My homie, my one and only
Not to compare you or nothing
You're my idol, you're my Latoya London
Call me when you sick of the fronting, what do you need?
I'll be there, and I'm running, palm trees, we ain't gotta' let sun in
Yeah (Slow)
How 'bout we take a vacation?
Flights are pretty cheap in January
Surely, I'll let you pick the location
Yeah, yeah [?]
These other niggas stalk on your socials
I'm mature enough to know I got it
I know I don't even gotta' post you
Yeah, yeah (You)
I can't stop the feeling
My heart on my sleeve, and my head on the ceiling
You know I only like to get high with you
You make it harder when I say, "Bye", to you
My baby, fully formed, funny lady
We were born in the 90s
TV shows from the 80s, Full House, Family Matters
A little young for the Brady's
Think about it (Think about it)
Think about it (Think about it), what would you do without it?
Yeah, I truly doubt it
I truly doubt it, I know you're really 'bout it
All this time spent
Brushing it off
Tell me, are just fucking?
Are we getting involved?
'Cause I've been up to
Something that's about to take off
But I need a co-captain
On this mission to Mars
Just so happens, the ignition won't start
Without someone who
Commissions my heart
I admit, my life's a trip
But at least I'll have someone
I can fall with... that's you

That's you
That's you
That's you
That's you

...
I don't know the right words to say, to you
I'm awkward with how I feel
But with this liquid courage in my system now
Let's make a deal
Roses aren't red when winters are blue
So let's fly away, somewhere with a view
Get high under stars, or get drunk on the moon
If I wake up hungover, at least I'm right next to you