Between thieves and whores
And if you want, I'll give you a lift even if I can't swear we'll arrive at three
You too know how much the Google Maps navigator sucks
And I could even go two hundred an hour on this new coupé
But I only go to fifty because I want to spend a little more time with you
Either you look for them or, bro, they'll find you
You know, escaping and then succeeding is kind of double duty
Knowing you have a gift makes it harder
Sometimes it takes courage even to be afraid
In the world of appearances, even relatives disappear
I cut the cord with my teeth
If you read the title you skip the article and then to the conclusions
How can he expect better days to come
And if I change in each piece for a clearer picture
Who is it that always takes pictures of the same subject?
And if you think there's a different end don't confuse me
Money is a means to keep him from being corrupted
Between thieves and whores
And if you want, I'll give you a lift even if I can't swear we'll arrive at three
You too know how much the Google Maps navigator sucks
And I could even go two hundred an hour on this new coupé
But I only go to fifty because I want to spend a little more time with you
I walk only among thieves and whores
The sleeping iPhone in your pocket
Veloxes flash like photo reporters
Cars stopping at traffic lights
At the bus stop a whore pretends to wait for the bus
The guards making their rounds
They stand behind me and give me a stiff neck
They stop me, says it's protocol
They never left me a good memory (uh)
Illuminated tonight and the sky is all white
I put google maps, it says I'm coming
You leave the AirPods and take everything off (away)
And hunt a corkscrew that I took four (yeah)
I drank it under that underpass
That says 'God loves you' (He doesn't love you)
We are like gravel on the road
Let's plug the holes in this ruined story
Between thieves and whores
And if you want, I'll give you a lift even if I can't swear we'll arrive at three
You too know how much the Google Maps navigator sucks
And I could even go two hundred an hour on this new coupé
But I only go to fifty because I want to spend a little more time with you
And smoking was sold in the square
But me brother, I don't sell smoke
If you succeed at something, you lose someone
And there's always a sad note, even if I took flight
'It wasn't like I imagined,' said the nightingale