Polishing Peanuts

In the way she looked at me
I felt weak and possibly
Never part each other again
And that's how she found herself

Love is patient and kind
Love is constant and blind
It's a real crying shame
I'm being forced to decline

Love is patient and kind
Love is constant and blind
It's a real crying shame
I'm being forced to decline

Did I waste it or was it meant to be?
Do I deserve it when the only thing left is me?
Yeah, I've been done some bitter
A bad butt of quitter
But my big fat mouth doesn't make me a liar
Love doin' the thing when the shape it was goin'
I took a good note of that and write a crappy rap song

Love is patient and kind
Love is constant and blind
It's a real crying shame
I'm being forced to decline (you and me in it)

All I do is squeal
Do you think that squealing can get you away from me?
Oh you (you!)
In my mind's eyes I see

In the way she stared at me
I can see she sees in me
Faults and sin
Slay me again
In the tale knows no way

Surrounded in a net
Pronounced it with a scale, lost to the procedure
When I was thinkin' I'd let the sale drown
Found out I succumbed to numbness
When I touched the blade
To watch it drop some blood, drippin' for every single fuck I gave

Another day exposed closer to post-mortem
My angels need to escape this place
But I won't force 'em
A potion that the reason but I seem to pass them by
Then I'm finally grasping peace when I seem to fantasize

Could it be I'm half-alive, we're sharing signs of hope
Or in a relationship tryna capsize the hope?
I never wait and grab shit, I'm just often in a spiral
Like in passion when I'm stranded in this land I once admired

The wonders I can find, to the need to pass the time
To find an equal with an evil that the people can't describe
The demons that I'm seeking, livin', breathin' bitter hatred
So I guess love the only reason that my dreams are liberated

In the way she stared at me
I can see she sees in me
Faults and sin
Slay me again
In the tale knows no way

What happened to me tonight?
Ask your riddle
What's your name?
No, sorry, I haven't heard of it
Technically and intellectually
We are living in an atomic age
Emotionally, we're still living in the Stone Age

S is for the way she stared
Is for the way she snored at me and every sigh
She snored at me and every sigh
For me

With her eyes she's shooting me
I give up my destiny
You can tell she wants me dead
I will show I'm already there



Credits
Writer(s): Sacha Bertocchi, Simon Caillat, Clement Barba, Pierre Coll, Vianney Elineau, Elisa Poublan
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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