WE ARE JUST PEOPLE ~ Lyrics

WE ARE JUST PEOPLE 

he said – you are very poetic about almost nothing almost daily

she said - It's makes all the difference,

 it's takes everything being born in the decade of indifference 

I mean we are just people , we don't have to reason, reason

I mean we are just people , we don't have to feel our indecisions , indecisions 

I mean we are just people, We don't have to be clock in , clock in

I mean we are just people, We don't have to lock in, lock in

(I would lock the fuck in when I will die , really]

That's how I procrastinate most Of the times , when I feel fine 

Capitalism is just like the hookup culture winking at me with its hoodwinks 

It would fuck you, and you would crave for it , dying in pieces , hoping atleast this time , you could make something worthy about your parents procreation

[but you don`t, but you don`t, unlucky]

he said - You make rhymes like a poet but sing them like a lover

Are you an alien or some kind of wonder drug? 

Cause if you are take me to your planet or another dimension 

Another dimension , visceral visions, total commotion, 

Love is a blindfold of total Distortion

she said - I am the fork of your Fortune , 

you made me a dork , giving me your love portion

turbulence can be our destiny 

if we don`t decide who we wanna be ?

he said - Make me your handbag ,make me your shoe trace

Make me your eye sight ,make your foot steps

If you are running in four Wheeler

And you are working as a drug dealer

I can come to pick you up, mona Lisa

And I can be your love dealer

she said - Smoking is injurious to health so are my poems, 

Drinking is a cool trend, so are my songs

he said -sit on the balcony of france & write some poems on loneliness

swim across the sea of Caribbean & sing some songs about being a rotten mess.

I agree I am very poetic about almost nothing almost daily

but it did make all the difference, 

it's takes everything being born in the decade of indifference 

unfortunately

I am dying & I am not dead ,unlucky

I am living & I am a dying mess , .

un custom made , for this thread

I am on Clearnet & I whirlpool to dark web , look for me.

I mean we are just people , we don't have to reason, reason

I mean we are just people , we don't have to feel our indecisions , indecisions 

I mean we are just people, We don't have to be clock in , clock in

I mean we are just people, We don't have to lock in, lock in

(I would lock the fuck in when I will die , really]

That's how I procrastinate most Of the times , when I feel fine 

Capitalism is just like the hookup culture winking at me with its hoodwinks 

It would fuck you, and you would crave for it , dying in pieces , hoping atleast this time , you could make something worthy about your parents procreation

[but you don`t, but you don`t, unlucky]

but alteast I could write poems about being depressed ,

even when I am not depressed 

but I atleast I could sing songs of love , 

even when I am not in love.

he said – you are very poetic about almost nothing almost daily

and I couldn`t disagree , its just not in my hands, it has never been