Laylow
Laylow - LOGICIEL TRISTE (English Translation)
[Laylow - LOGICIEL TRISTE/ English Translation]

[Chorus]
Tonight, I'm so sad
I'ma do bad things
Put you on mailbox
My brain does backflips
Everyone seems to be happy, I'm so sad
And that, it makes me want to hurt them
Don't call me, I'll send you to my mailbox

[Verse 1]
Sometimes, I feel like I'm a software
Programed to lie to her and make her string fall
I want to build a paradise probably way too artificial
Et j'fais la gueule même dans les défilés d'mode
Margiela, too far from home
I feel super bad even when you say it gon' work
I won't do any schema, I'm not drawing, only rapping
All day in the traps, tattooed, nothing to party for, nothing to party for

[Chorus]
Tonight, I'm hella sad
I'ma do bad things
Put you on messagerie
My brain does backflips
Everyone seems happy, I'm hella sad
And that, it makes me want to hurt them
Don't call me, I'll send you to my messagerie
[Verse 2]
There won't even be any self-questioning, don't wait my call
Did so much mistakes, probably forgot which one
Which one hurted you, which one left you heart scars
If only you knew how much I can't count mine anymore
We can hide sorrows and pretend we're ok, sipping bottles
To reduce the grey, we can buy the blue on a summer island
We can search so much occupations without ever finding peace (I prefer doing war)
Bro, don't even know if it's well paid, I feel like a mercenary, of course not I don't do any freestyle
I don't even know if I'm strong but I know I'm stronger than yesterday
And that you're wrong to deny, you'll understand in the hearse (You'll understand in the hearse)

[Chorus]
Tonight, I'm hella sad
I'ma do bad things
Put you on messagerie
My brain does backflips
Everyone seems happy, I'm hella sad
And that, it makes me want to hurt them
Don't call me, I'll send you to my messagerie

[Outro: Trinity]
Shutting down the software Trinity