Code Kunst (ft. Hwaji) – Lounge


All of my hippy ways
You accept them all like a gypsy, my queen
When morning comes, pack your bags
Before evening comes, we’re already on the road
Let’s run away together, the ocean is blue
A place where you can’t hear sounds of demonstrations
A place for people to chill
Where time is money and money is my money
And my passport and translator
They’re just tourists, we’re escapists

My passport that went here and there, is filled with your stamps
Two LPs and an EP and a mixtape
It’s not enough, let’s go
Who cares if we don’t understand the language
It’s all the same, the way people live
From the stage to the lounge, directly to the plane
Roll up the armrest, I wanna stick close to you
When we open our eyes, we’re in a different country, different ocean, wind
But if you’re not there, it means nothing
Combining our fingers, a pair of peace-out
The sun I’ll watch with you, however much it costs, it’s not expensive
The sky is without stars here, no honking horns or people talking shit
Leave it all behind, turn off your phone, life is too short
The world is dizzy, fewer places to go
Before it’s too late, let’s cut it all out, our lethargy
On top of the beach where there is less human taint
Get drunk with me, so we can swim all night, let’s dip

yeah baby, you and me, not coach but
At the first class lounge, lounge, lounge, yeah
If you don’t like the weather or wanna see the stars, tell me
I’ll take you everywhere
yeah baby, you and me, at the gate, gate
At the lounge, lounge, lounge, yeah
At the lounge, lounge, lounge, yeah
At the lounge, lounge, when the world allows it

It’s gotten harder to breathe
Between the kids who try to use their heads to close the open parentheses
Between the squeaks of the sawtooth, I’m getting goosebumps
I’m too tired to walk with my eyes open
I’m avoiding all the pointing fingers of the world
Looking for a refuge to get drunk without responsibilities
Between the tree, I see your silhouette
I saw your back, I saw that vision
The president had fun with a cult fanatic and ruined the country
Across the ocean, you get fucked if your skin color is different
A bomb over there, debts over there
Over there, kids fearlessly hold guns because of religious persecution
The times are hard and there are fewer places to go
Before it’s too late, let’s go see the starry night
On top of the beach where there is less human taint
Get drunk with me, so we can swim all night, let’s dip

yeah baby, you and me, not coach but
At the first class lounge, lounge, lounge, yeah
If you don’t like the weather or wanna see the stars, tell me
I’ll take you everywhere
yeah baby, you and me, at the gate, gate
At the lounge, lounge, lounge, yeah
At the lounge, lounge, lounge, yeah
At the lounge, lounge, when the world allows it

All of my hippy ways
You accept them all like a gypsy, my queen
When morning comes, pack your bags
Before evening comes, we’re already on the road
Let’s run away together, the ocean is blue
A place where you can’t hear sounds of demonstrations
A place for people to chill
Where time is money and money is my money
And my passport and translator
They’re just tourists, we’re escapists

yeah baby, you and me, not coach but
At the first class lounge, lounge, lounge, yeah
If you don’t like the weather or wanna see the stars, tell me
I’ll take you everywhere
yeah baby, you and me, at the gate, gate
At the lounge, lounge, lounge, yeah
At the lounge, lounge, lounge, yeah
At the lounge, lounge, when the world allows it
Deep

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