The Vizier was here
I am you,
You are we,
And week after week we're getting weaker,
Drinking liquor and whisky encore,
I feel the guilt between your cheeks,
It's getting worse, I feel so cheap,
'cause you're the wolf and I'm the sheep;
You took your time to commit your crime,
You fucked all around and I thought you were mine,
I saw you on the beach like a player on the pitch,
Life is a fruit salad and you're clearly the peach;
I'm not for revenge, but this time I have change,
I met your best friend and made her my friend too,
We got a tattoo and did things taboo,
So now who's the fool ? Is it me or is it you ?
You see, Lucy, I'm sick of your music,
I seek someone sincere and unique,
I know she exists, you don't need to insist,
I'll try all your sis, all of them, all the six.
