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letra de forbidden fruit is the sweetest (russian) - semicupric

[chorus]
jaye jahan bhi vo dhoonde mujh jaisi sakhi
aur zyada din tak nahi reh sakta gussa vo kabhi
(heartbreak)

[verse 1]
he knows i like this tension
uski stories mein mention
i p-ss him off sometimes
he’s still building with purest intentions
puts me in my place
and shows me exactly kya mera sthaan
par ban g-yi uski aadat mai
meri aadaton se pareshan

[chorus]
ab jaye jahan bhi vo dhoonde mujh jaisi sakhi
aur zyada din tak nahi reh sakta gussa vo kabhi
ab jaye jahan bhi vo dhoonde mujh jaisi sakhi
aur zyada din tak nahi reh sakta gussa vo kabhi

[verse 2]
he’s messier than a rubik’s cube
engima! how to solve? no clue
vo karta nahi hai feelings share
i wish i could step in his shoe
ha dosto iski mai dostoevsky
i’m the reason for all his “ragе poetry”
an idiot i don’t wanna lose
who keeps me safе in his underground notes, ost
vaise sunti nahi hun rap par sunloon
mai usko aur ek dhanji zaroor
ab chahe bhage scooty wrong side
don’t care jaani laal activa kitni door
vo kehta time is money, toh chahun na zaaya
vakt jaaye ya paye vo ki sab g-ya befizool
and i’m glad he hypes me up when i’m sad
usey lagti nahi yeh bak bak befizool
[verse 3]
i see myself in him and he chooses to mix this in
all his works and making me immortal through his rhyme
par puri na har iltija, chand ghanto ka yeh silsila
na aaye nazdeek gul ke vo pehle hi kheechun line
vakt kare jo sifaarish, dekhun agle pal hi khaarij
only joy he gets is beauty, and he’s living in this fable
humara relationship jaise koi independent artist
don’t know what the future holds but working fine without the label
usko milne nahi koi tohfe, par vo sach se pare hoke
soche that we’re timeless while i steal his watch and time
meri conscience inner, scared god is watching through birds
ab dar ke baithi mai ghar mein ohh i hate these open skies
intezaar jo vo karta intehaan mai baksh kar
vapas lekar apni chhavi make him fall for gorgeous lies
usska chakkar mai bhi psycho he’s a man of spoken word
just like alfred hitchc-ck presents this is music to be murdered by

[outro]
music to be murdered by
music to be murdered by
music to be murdered by
forbidden fruit, the sweetest lie

- semicupric

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