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REGRET (feat. Isamya)


Original track : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k-k2_Liofy8&ab_channel=LolaYoungVEVO

Lyrics :
You know I'm impatient
So why would you leave me waiting outside the station
When it was like minus four degrees?
And I, I get what you're sayin'
I just really don't wanna hear it right now
Can you shut up for like once in your life?
Listen to me, I took your nice words of advice about
How you think I'm gonna die lucky if I turn 33
Okay, so yeah, I smoke like a chimney
I'm not skinny, and I pull a Britney every other week
But cut me some slack, who do you want me to be?
'Cause I'm too messy, and then I'm too fucking clean
You told me, "Get a job, " then you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect, 'til I open my big mouth
I want to be me, is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever, and then I'm too fucking dumb
You hate it when I cry, unless it's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect, 'til I show you that I'm not
A thousand people I could be for you, and you hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
You hate, you hate
It's taking you ages
You still don't get the hint, I'm not askin' for pages
But one text or two would be nice
And please, don't pull those faces
When I've been out working my arse off all day
It's just one bottle of wine or two
But, hey, you can't even talk
You smoke weed just to help you sleep
Then why you out gettin' stoned at four o'clock?
And then you come home to me
And don't say hello, 'cause I got high again
And forgot to fold my clothes
'Cause I'm too messy, and then I'm too fucking clean
You told me, "Get a job, " then you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect 'til I open my big mouth
I want to be me, is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever, and then I'm too fucking dumb
You hate it when I cry, unless it's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect 'til I show you that I'm not
A thousand people I could be for you, and you hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
Oh-ooh, and I'm too messy, and then I'm too fucking clean
You told me, "Get a job, " then you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect, 'til I open my big mouth
I want to be me, is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever, and then I'm too fucking dumb
You hate it when I cry, unless it's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect, 'til I show you that I'm not
A thousand people I could be for you, and you hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot
You hate the fucking lot

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lyrics:

you chew me up…
you chew me up and spit me out
i’m tired of seeing what you’ve done
i’m tired of seeing what you won’t
i’m tired of living in your home 

i’m tired of living in your heart 
i’m tired of being what you won’t
i’m tired of being what you found  
oh oh oh oh oh oh

you’re fucking catastrophic 
you’ve got away with it often
heartache
now you should know 
that i know what you are
what you’ve done
and you can’t even pause it 
hear what you are

you’re fucking catastrophic  
you’re fucking catastrophic 
you’re fucking catastrophic  
you’re fucking  

stop…
being what i need
stop trying to appease
stop being who i love 
stop being who i love 

you’re fucking catastrophic 
you’ve got away with it often
heartache
now you should know 
that i know what you are
what you’ve done
and you can’t even pause it 
hear what you want

you’re fucking catastrophic  
you’re fucking catastrophic 
you’re fucking catastrophic  
you’re fucking…  


you’ve got away with it often
heartache
now you should know that i know what you are
what you’ve done
and you can’t even pause it hear what you are

you’re fucking catastrophic  
you’re fucking catastrophic 
you’re fucking catastrophic

CATASTROPHIC

How it began (Prod. YoungTaylor)

Instrumental Intro]
(gentle acoustic & lead guitar harmonies)

⸻

[Bridge]
Your voice – so warm, so mesmerizing,
Still echoes deep inside my mind.
I’d listen to your words forever,
Each time I hear them, I rewind.

Just two words – “my love,”
The ones you said to me
When I was too afraid to speak.

⸻

[Instrumental Intermezzo]

⸻

[Bridge]
You waited by the town square clock,
While I was late and running wild,
Wind in your hair, a dream in your eyes,
Looking like a fearless child.

Sweating but smiling, you didn’t leave —
We met again, hearts on fire.
And that’s when you first whispered softly:
“I love you” — words that never tire.

⸻

[Bridge – reprise]
You waited by the town square clock,
With tangled hair and dreams so free,
I still remember every second —
The way you turned and smiled at me.

⸻

[Instrumental Guitar Solo]
(melodic lead with emotional bends and slides)

⸻

[Bridge – reprise / final]
Your voice – so warm, so mesmerizing,
Still plays like a song in my mind.
And I repeat those words in silence,
Again and again, through time.

⸻

[Instrumental Outro]
(fade out with layered guitar picking and soft ambient chords)

two-worlds ( 2 )

Te rappelles-tu quand tu te rappelais d’avant la vie
Le paraît-il temps où tu ne savais pas la mort

Te souviens-tu l’odeur de ton premier souvenir
Le parfum du bonheur de ton dernier fou rire

Te reviennent-ils ces ça farte qu’on essayait de casser
Le paraître des heures où on savait jouer

Te rappelles-tu que tu te rappelais d’avant la vie
Te souviens-tu l’odeur de ton premier souvenir

Le paraît-il temps où tu ne savais pas la mort
Le parfum du bonheur de ton dernier fou rire

Avant d’être emportée
Avant d’être retournée
Dans les étoiles
Sans les et toi

Te rappelles-tu cette paresse
Que l’ivresse de la mort
Toute cette tendresse
Que la caresse du sort

Te rappelles-tu cette paresse
Dans les étoiles
Que l’ivresse de la mort
T’avait redonné

Toute cette tendresse
Sans les et toi
Que la caresse du sort
T’avait transporté

L'ivresse paresse de la tendresse de cette caresse

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