| Smoke and mirrors
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| I hope it’s clear that I ain’t over here to play games with you and pull your
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| triggers
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| 'Cause we’re supposed to steer the boat and stay afloat 'til the coast is clear
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| But you got me craving for your whole figure
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| I. Soupherb
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| Love turned into a daily routine
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| Missing them as teens like a grass lost its green
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| They have nothing new to bring, lovebirds stopped singing
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| From a single to two beings, but still living together
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| Just that he had to find his heart new shelter
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| For his can no longer handle stormy weathers
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| Always trying to remember the spring and summer
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| So he tried to look for it from another
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| Called her everyday and always acted like it’s their last day
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| Slowly swaying away from the reality he plays
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| Each day is eating him bit by bit
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| A rollercoaster ride down to the jaws of his conscience
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| Kicking in is man’s science but he can’t justify this
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| A sudden change of perspective of what love is
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| First time feeling is timeless
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| So he replaced the old with new promises
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| Hook (Both): |
| Smoke and mirrors
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| I hope it’s clear that I ain’t over here to play games with you and pull your
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| triggers
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| 'Cause we’re supposed to steer the boat and stay afloat 'til the coast is clear
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| But you got me craving for your whole figure
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| II. |
| Kensa
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| I met this daffodil one night on occasion
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| I couldn’t exhale out of exhilaration
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| We both didn’t have friends at the party
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| So we ended up conversing 'bout jazz and the art scene
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| Left together without sayin adios
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| Blast De La Soul on the way back home
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| The heart skipped the beat of the drum break
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| 'Cause this is where the «que paso» becomes «te amo»
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| I’m a sober fella who didn’t want the toxic
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| But you insisted that we get a glass of gin and tonic
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| With the sativa blendin our saliva in the chronic
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| We had a mealy-mouthed kiss, shit, I could swear it was platonic
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| Down to sin a little bit despite our own commitments
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| But we refused to listen to the whisper of temptation
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| We ended with a friendly kiss
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| Now I ain’t gon' kiss and tell, the opposite of it:
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| I tell a girl before I kiss them |
| Hook (Both):
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| Smoke and mirrors
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| I hope it’s clear that I ain’t over here to play games with you and pull your
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| triggers
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| 'Cause we’re supposed to steer the boat and stay afloat 'til the coast is clear
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| But you got me craving for your whole figure |