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Poème glauque

de D. Lova

I know your go to food and your fancy zip code
That you got two brothers and you're in the middle
I know what made you smile as a child
And that you never eat your pickles
But wish the deeper things were just as simple

'Cause you go quiet
Or make dumb jokes
In the hot seat
You can't help but go so cold
But I insist
Let me in

If you gon' be with me
Move out from the city
Still love me in your sixties
When looks won't keep us busy no more
You gotta drop the pretty
Hit me with the nitty gritty
And I won't love you any less
Come get it off your chest
Just hit me with the

Nitty gritty
Nitty gritty
Nitty gritty
Nitty gritty

There's no red flag I'ma find too scary
There'll be no baggage I won't help you carry
I'll be your designated driver, yeah
I'll take you home if you just let me
'Cause if we split the weight it's not as heavy

Don't go quiet
No more jokes
There's no hot seat
I just want to get to know you
I insist
Let me in

If you gon' be with me
Move out from the city
Still love me in your sixties
When looks won't keep us busy no more
You gotta drop the pretty
Hit me with the nitty gritty
And I won't love you any less
Come get it off your chest
Just hit me with the

Nitty gritty
Nitty gritty
Nitty gritty
Nitty gritty

Hit me with the traumas, how you're scared of being lonely
Hit me with the bad parts from your childhood then come hold me
Tell me bout you crises, no more secrets no surprises anymore
If you walk through this door

You gon' be with me
Move out from the city
Still love me in your sixties
When looks won't keep us busy no more
Boy I know you're pretty
But hit me with the nitty gritty
And I won't love you any less
Come get it off your chest
And hit me with the

Nitty gritty
Nitty gritty
Nitty gritty
Nitty gritty
Nitty gritty
Nitty gritty
Nitty gritty
Nitty gritty

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