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isosine - poetic lyrics

i got my ticket for the long way ’round
two bottle ‘a whiskey for the way
and i sure would like some sweet company
and i’m leaving tomorrow, wha-do-ya say?
when i’m gone
when i’m gone
you’re gonna miss me when i’m gone
you’re gonna miss me by my hair
you’re gonna miss me everywhere, oh
you’re gonna miss me when i’m gone
say if you a bad b-tch
put your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
tell ’em dim the lights down right now, put me in the mood
i’m talking ’bout dark room, perfume,
go, go, go
when i’m gone
when i’m gone
you’re gonna miss me when i’m gone
(hands up high)
you’re gonna miss me by my hair
you’re gonna miss me everywhere, oh
you’re gonna miss me when i’m gone
(dark room, perfume)
when i’m gone
when i’m gone
you’re gonna miss me when i’m gone
you’re gonna miss me by my hair
you’re gonna miss me everywhere, oh
you’re gonna miss me when i’m gone
(go, go)
i recognize your fragrance, hold up, you ain’t never gotta say sh-t, uh
and i know your taste is, a little bit hmm, high maintenance, uh
everybody else basic, you live life on an everyday basis
with poetic justice, poetic justice
if i told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it?
i mean i write poems in these songs dedicated to you when
you’re in the mood for empathy, there’s blood in my pen
better yet, where your friends and ’em? i really wanna know you all
i really wanna show you off, f-ck that
pour up plenty of champagne, cold nights when you curse this name
you called up your girlfriends and y’all curled in that little bitty range i heard that
she wanna go and party, she wanna go and party
n-gg- don’t approach her with that atari, n-gg-, that ain’t good game, homie, sorry
they say conversation rule a nation, i can tell
but i could never right my wrongs ‘less i write it down for real, p.s
when i’m gone
when i’m gone
you’re gonna miss me when i’m gone
(hands up high)
you’re gonna miss me by my hair
you’re gonna miss me everywhere, oh
you’re gonna miss me when i’m gone
(dark room, parfume)
when i’m gone
when i’m gone
you’re gonna miss me when i’m gone
(hands up high)
you’re gonna miss me by my hair
you’re gonna miss me everywhere, oh
you’re gonna miss me when i’m gone
(go, go)
i really hope you play this, cause ol’ girl you test my patience
with all these seductive photographs and all these one off vacations
you’ve been taking, clearly a lot for me to take in, it don’t make sense
young east african girl, you too busy f-cking with your other man
i was tryna put you on game, put you on a plane
take you and your momma to the motherland, i could do it
maybe one day when you figure out you’re gonna need someone
when you figure out it’s all right here in the city and you don’t run from
where we come from
that sound like poetic justice, poetic justice
you were so new to this life but godd-mn you got adjusted
i mean i write poems in these songs, dedicated to the fun s-x
your natural hair and your soft skin, and your big -ss in that sundress, ooh
good god, what you doing that walk for?
when i see that thing move, i just wish we would fight less and we would talk more
and they say communication save relations, i can tell
but i can never right my wrongs unless i write ’em down for real, p.s
when i’m gone
when i’m gone
you’re gonna miss me when i’m gone
(hands up high)
you’re gonna miss me by my hair
you’re gonna miss me everywhere, oh
you’re gonna miss me when i’m gone
(dark room, parfume)
when i’m gone
when i’m gone
you’re gonna miss me when i’m gone
(hands up high)
you’re gonna miss me by my hair
you’re gonna miss me everywhere, oh
you’re gonna miss me when i’m gone
(dark room, parfume)
when i’m gone
when i’m gone
you’re gonna miss me when i’m gone
(hands up high)
you’re gonna miss me by my walk
you’re gonna miss me by my talk, oh
you’re gonna miss me when i’m gone
(dark room, parfume)
when i’m gone
when i’m gone
you’re gonna miss me when i’m gone
(hands up high)
you’re gonna miss me by my walk
you’re gonna miss me by my talk, oh
you’re gonna miss me when i’m gone
(dark room, perfum)
when i’m gone …
put your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
tell ’em dim the lights down right now, put me in the mood
i’m talking ’bout dark room, perfume
put your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
tell ’em dim the lights down right now, put me in the mood
i’m talking ’bout dark room, perfume
…

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