Winston - Basalt lyrics

[Intro] Late night january Contemporary thoughts Imaginary friends Legendary trends Unnecessary ends Feel like I need some vocabulary Cuz f** my French I call you cherry We can fly away with the wings of satan And we can live forever and have a bicentenary [Verse 1] And I pray But I don't know to who I'd like to pray I'd like to pray to you But I don't know why Maybe we can fly away Girl don't be shy We'll have so many days Our love is like a cookie with raisins It ain't what we expected But that doesn't mean that raisins are bad My heart's already infected By thinking too much Of our last touch And I know we speak dutch But f** that lets share poetry in English I know your not pinkish So we can extinguish All the humans on this planet Live on our own maybe clone Ourself cause we're the best Only thing I want is your head on my chest and be blessed With marrying a girl like you that's my quest And I need someone to pull me out this mess Because my life turned out to be a game of chess I've lost my queen already but ima win her back Cause im a pawn and I'm running for her to undress [Hook] And have a good night I'm too drunk and I'm losing my sight Being tired is a must not a might I wanna sleep but I die of the light But the dying of the light creates a thing called night Against what I fight but his beauty of the night might Help me write poetry so bright I had a slight Intrest in you for a couple years, I hope my height Won't disturb our hugs cause I want them tight [Verse 2] Love won't separate us f** the hesitaters Adore each other for the little things Then just wait for committal rings I'd take you to places in our own mind If you were black you would still shine And babe you look so fine As the tip of my pencil But then it broke, just as you I'll pick up your pieces and glue Them together take my sweater f** Belgian weather you're my sun Let's have some fun [Hook] And have a good night I'm too drunk and I'm losing my sight Being tired is a must not a might I wanna sleep but I die of the light But the dying of the light creates a thing called night Against what I fight but his beauty of the night might Help me write poetry so bright I had a slight Intrest in you for a couple years, I hope my height Won't disturb our hugs cause I want them tight