Looks Like Me - Dean Lewis

Looks to me like heaven sent No lullaby kid, no five percent Anyway you want to cut that cake She's dyin' from the likes of abandonment Lost in the valley without my horses She needs somebody to hold It looked to me like heaven Sent this for your roughest night She looks to me, she looked to me, all right Who's going to take you home And hold you when things aren't so bright She looks to me, she looked to me, all right It's a long walk down those tracks It's a dirty walk in, it's a dirty walk back Gonna learn a way too much Shootin' dope in the back of a Cadillac Jack Slow down the road to my back 40 She needs somebody to hold It looked to me like heaven Sent this for your roughest night She looks to me, she looks to me, all right Who's going to take you home And hold you when things aren't so bright She looks to me, she looks to me, alright Down in the South seas Give me your mouth please Recitation Is the way I found these I give you major You give me minor Don't fade away Like an ocean liner, now Lost in the valley without my horses No one can tell me what my remorse is God made this lady that stands before me She needs somebody to hold She shows the world up with a smile And then she throws the fight She looks to me, she looks to me, all right Down on the bathroom floor She's searching for another light She looks to me, she looks to me, all right It looks to me like heaven Sent this for your roughest night She looks to me, she looks to me, all right Who's going to take you home And hold you when things aren't so bright She looks to me, she looks to me

If looks could kill Baby, I'm the fashion demon Riding down Candler Road, and I'm speeding I got hella hoes tryna fuck me and my bros (my bros) I got hella shows lined up, I'm on the road (on the road) I get hella green, yeah, I get hella 'chos (hella 'chos) These niggas green as fuck, I'm about to get over (get over) No, bitch, I'm not greening out, you cannot get over (can't get over) I just like to ball hard, ball like Dellavedova (Dellavedova) Don't shop at Dover's (nah) Don't shop at Neiman's (nah, no) Don't commit treason (nah) Everything I do is for a reason Everything I do is so strategic (huh) Baby, please don't leave me I don't need you, and I know that you don't need me I done got this fly, so, I'm on a date with the moon this evening She act cool, but I know she evil, so deceiving (so deceiving) If looks could kill, that makes every day Halloween, man (it's Halloween) I get bitches, I don't need no wingman (no wingman) I get riches, I don't sell no weed, man (not right now) I smoke dope by the pound, yeah, for real, huh I'm on the top of the mountain, king of the hill (Top Floor), uh I don't like no Swisher, I like Grabba Leaf, lil' nigga (Grabba, Grabba, Grabba) Real deal codeine sipper, walk round with a purple liver, uh I'm a fashion killer, I'm the shit, pop a band (pop a band) I'm a real big baller, but won't let no lil' bitch play with me (Grabba, Grabba) I'm a pussy killer, after I hit it, might let her lay with me (huh) She a fashion killer, check out how she walking, yeah, look, she slaying it (huh) My boy got a trigger finger, he ready to pull it, so please don't play with him (grrah) I smoke till my lungs black, lil' bitch, I take that lil' blunt and I face that shit (huh, face it) I look at my demons and face 'em (face em) Take the Chrome Heart' Timb's and I lace 'em (ha) I'm walking through hell, I got an FN loaded up with a laser (rah) My bitch rocking chanel, I put on Balenciaga for all of my haters I gotta go, bitch, l'Il see you later (go) I'm the dark lord, real soul taker (huh) I'm the Top Floor Boss, a lil' player (Boss) I put on big pants, real deal raver (real raver) (Raver, raver) Baby, I'm the fashion demon (demon) Riding down Candler Road, and I'm speeding (speeding) I got hella hoes tryna fuck me and my bros (my bros) I got hella shows lined up, I'm on the road (on the road, shows) I get hella green, yeah, I get hella 'chos (hella 'chos) These niggas green as fuck, I'm about to get over (get over) No, bitch, I'm not greening out, you cannot get over (can't get over) I just like to ball hard, ball like Dellavedova (like Dellavedova) Don't shop at Dover's (no) Don't shop at Neiman's (no) Don't commit treason (no) Everything I do is for a reason Everything I do is so strategic (huh) Baby, please don't leave me I don't need you, and I know that you don't need me (but I want you) I done got this fly, so, I'm on a date with the moon this evening (ayy) She act cool, but I know she evil (yeah), so deceiving (so deceiving) If looks could kill, that makes every day Halloween, man (it's Halloween) (Ayy, Clayco, cook that motherfucker up)

You're driving me away, give me a reason to stay I want to be lost in you, but not in this way Don't think you quite understand who you have on your hands How can you not see just how good for you I am? I know that you've been hurt before, that's why you feel so insecure I begged you to let me in, 'cause I only want to be the cure If you don't choose to grow, we ain't ever gonna know Just how good this could be I really hoped that this would go somewhere Complacency is the worst trait to have, are you crazy? You ain't never had, ain't never had a woman like me It is so sad, a man like you could be so lazy Consistency is the gift to give for free, and it is key To ever keep, to ever keep a woman like me All you do is complain about decisions you make How can I help lift you if you refuse to activate the life that you truly want? I know it's hard, but it's not We come from the same place, but you will never give it up It's where they make you feel powerful That's why you think I make you feel small But that's your projection, it's not my rejection I put my heart on the line for the very first time Because you asked me to, and now you've gone and changed your mind But loving you was a breakthrough I saw what my heart can really do Now some other man will get the love I have for you 'Cause you don't care, oh-oh-oh Complacency is the worst trait to have, are you crazy? You ain't never had, ain't never had a woman like me It is so sad, a man like you could be so lazy Consistency is the gift to give for free, and it is key To ever keep, to ever keep a woman like me A woman like me (one more time) Complacency (woman like me) is the worst trait to have (woman like me) Are you crazy? (Woman like me) You ain't never had, ain't never had a woman like me (woman like me) It is so sad, a man like you could be so lazy (woman like me) Consistency is the gift to give for free...

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour