aymi: San Francisco

Instagram models don't feel ashamed anymore
Instead of a face, the apple stands behind itself
She promised you a lovestory like from the movies
A fallen angel but under a thousand filters
Each of us once wanted to earn millions
There are maples around and dirty psychotropics
I don't take it because I'm healthy
He wants love for life, not control

I wanted so much to visit San Francisco with her
Record traps and have peace of mind for the future
Spend time with her by the colorful island
But I don't know why, but I think it didn't work out [x2]

She smells, she smells like Paris Chanel
And I'm drowning, drowning in her embrace
He thinks in his head to finally stop
Although I love, she has no heart
And I get lost in this after ** world again
Although I would like to continue not to believe in anything
Instagram hearts so fake still
Even though I'm flying up I'm down again
Please tell me what to do, honey
Be with one perfectly perfectly

I wanted so much to visit San Francisco with her
Record traps and have peace of mind for the future
Spend time with her by the colorful island
But I don't know why, but I think it didn't work out [x2]