Code Kunst (ft. Nucksal) – Perfume (향수)


There’s a good scent to you
I feel like I’ll think about it again
I can’t believe you want me, drenched in sweat
Oh my god

The emergency exit I was looking for
The emergency funds to use when I’m running away
Thought about opening a bakery with Samuel
But what I really meant was a blood sausage stew store
The taste and alcohol were good but
The price of that was the burden
The arrow of jokes is sharp
I have no thread but I have a needle
I keep poking the other half of my heart
On top of the slippery ice
When I try to walk and take a step
Code Kunst’s first EP completely tanked

Back then, I smelled so bad, I couldn’t even breathe
It was about 10 tens since I last washed
Black bugs flew around me
I had that kind of scent when I was 27
I couldn’t act my age, didn’t do what I was supposed to
You’re being too loud, I’ll figure it out on my own
I laughed cuz I’m drunk, my mom shed tears
With that, I danced depressingly like tango

Whatever, I needed it
In this world that laughs at me
The best “Perfume” from my body
In front of a wooden guillotine

Whatever, I needed it
In this world that laughs at me
The best “Perfume” from my body
In front of a wooden guillotine

There’s a good scent to you
I feel like I’ll think about it again
I can’t believe you want me, drenched in sweat
Oh my god

There’s a good scent to you
I feel like I’ll think about it again
I can’t believe you want me, drenched in sweat
Oh my god

Good vibes, good night dreams
I bought them for an expensive price
When Code Kunst left for America
His voice was trembling
It seemed like yesterday
But we came farther than the road we took
Saw changes in life
What will be next?
Now I wanna try to see
If a good scent comes from me
The shining lights around me
I’m trying to cut and save these moments
The jerks from Future Heaven, hope all is well
Damn, God bless
I only fear the sky
Every time my heart beats
I get drunk toward the people
There’s a thick scent from the inner part of my blood
I’ll pass it around, hold me
Just up till five years ago
I was the kid who was waving
It was me
Like writing lyrics with a smile
Like being drenched with perfume after leaving for a while
Everything feels so natural
Like chasing after success in time
Sometimes I wonder
Were were always scented?
Or if that hive of bees leave
Will we become lonely again?

Good vibes, good night dreams
I bought them for an expensive price

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