Paris bound 4 am hopped on a flight,
All the bitches say its nice and shit
Internet people aint like it a bit
Imma see it for myself
Paris a city somebody cannot dream to be in
Let along sleep in
Its a long weekend
Outta town i feign a night to sleep in
Outta town i feign an, uh
Mels wasnt someone i talked to in indo
Met her twice through mutuals, kinfolks, sent me a dm
Knew that i recently moved to Europe
"HMU if you step foot in paris, ill be your tour guide"
It's like that lyric in good guy
I just prayed she was a cool guy
Exchanged chats, it was all chit
Now the plane landed, first sight of the tower,
Messaged her back didnt know she would answer
Guy i tagged with had a whole nother plans and
Now I'm with somebody i barely knew
Out of my mouth
Words merely few
The usual "how you've beens?"
And "have you misseds?"
And what other shit you went through
Spent the day strolling the city
She telling me stories
Like how she almost moved to korea
Had an idea
What if we got drunk of rose
Right on the shore of a river
Right on the shore of a river
Seine to be exact, sat down
Figuring out how the cork works
Now the talks ran like clockwork
This what life feels like
And when unsober
The scabs don't sting when you pick 'em
Im not the type to be good with words
Intoxication got me free like a bird
Pop a quiz
"Do you miss j-town?"
Her answer a letdown
Said she had struggled with friends
Even when she relocated
Issues with studies too she felt like she had
Nothing to offer to teachers
Dropped out, future in picture was cropped out
Talking out all of our issues, feelings were shared
Some were mutual, probably needed some tissues
The yeah ive been theres, the yeah i feel yous
Felt like a mess, but aint felt alone
I needed that, looked like she needed that too
It felt like a show
It felt like im talking to someone i know well
Not someone that i barely knew