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Nier V
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Melanier John Viado
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Melanier John Viado
Producer
歌詞
Meet me at the cafe
We could talk about our future over lattes
We could even try to go back to them old days
Bittersweet, but that's exactly my taste
Meet me at the cafe
You decide on the time, we could rendezvous
We could do it now, or a sunday
You got me jumpin’ up like a pump fake
Maybe we could meet up at the cafe
I don't even know why we drifted away
So little time, yet so much to say
But I don't give a damn, a'ight how's your day?
Mine was okay
Got so happy at the chance I might see your face
Got me doing live shows, looking at the audience
Maybe you're watching, maybe you're studying
Man I know that you ain't got time,
So hit me up when you're feeling like
The whole world's on your shoulders,
If that's the case then I could lend you mine
I don't know if you'd agree, but
It'd be better if you're with me, yeah
There's still things that I wanna say but
It'd be better if we just meet up
Meet me at the cafe
We could talk about our future over lattes
We could even try to go back to them old days
Bittersweet, but that's exactly my taste
Meet me at the cafe
You decide on the time, we could rendezvous
We could do it now, or a sunday
You got me jumpin up like a pump fake
What if we go around the city?
Spend the day on a road trip, just kidding,
Unless you wanna do the same things as I do,
Then just hit me up,
Send me a text
I'm unrealistic, yeah I confess
I'm idealistic with success
But that doesn't mean that I won't do a thing to be standing
Next to you
Maybe I should grab a pen and sketch a pic of you
Maybe if you were in front of me, and not just in my memories
I'd get a better view
Like, I wish you were here in the flesh,
Not made of lines on a page that I etched,
But even so, I guess I'm blessed
'cause I don't know what I'd be if we never met
Meet me at the cafe
We could talk about our future over lattes
We could even try to go back to them old days
Bittersweet, but that's exactly my taste
Meet me at the cafe
You decide on the time, we could rendezvous
We could do it now, or a sunday
You got me jumpin up like a pump fake
Meet me at the cafe
We could talk about our future over lattes
We could even try to go back to them old days
Bittersweet, but that's exactly my taste
Meet me at the cafe
You decide on the time, we could rendezvous
We could do it now, or a sunday
You got me jumpin up like a pump fake
Written by: Melanier John Viado
