MEERON, Джиэрон, Джиос - Телепат
текст песни

Your waist is garbage
It's like I'm a telepath
Cause I know what you want
I can give it
Look at my dial
But not the clock hands
I'll be drunk today
And you will come with me
Let's dance, it's like rumba
The spotlights are shining because we are the stars of the club
Swing your hips and look stylish
Put your mobile phone in airplane mode
Brushes below into your jeans
Your hair blows my mind
(Mathematically not made for each other
Shoots at me from the side)
Mathematically not made for each other
Your friend is shooting at me from the side
But now I only need you and your lips
Come on gently, come on, come on roughly
Mathematically not made for each other
Your friend is shooting at me from the side
But now I only need you and your lips
Come on gently, come on, come on roughly
It's dawn again and I'm a charged mummer
Just as you would like it to seem
Not me, come closer
Come here stop running to the bar
Feelings on lock
There is a tax on love
I crash but don't log
What is the dialogue about?
The night is just around the corner again
Dance on TikTok
Blood boiling water
There's a burn on the crosses
I see warmth
You say I'm sick
You look top
But only for fun
Mathematically not made for each other
Your friend is shooting at me from the side
But now I only need you and your lips
Come on gently, come on, come on roughly
Mathematically not made for each other
Your friend is shooting at me from the side
But now I only need you and your lips
Come on gently, come on, come on roughly
Mathematically not made for each other
(For each other, for each other)
Mathematically not made for each other
(For each other, for each other)