Lyrics Chris Miles – Conversations
Text:
Conversation with chords, talk to me through keys
I’ve told you baby, I do, this love is exactly what I need
They say practice makes perfect, well, I can see you been practicing
I know our love is a piano, that Alto-Soprano, let’s tell all our secrets
Play my station, use this music as a different language
Have some conversations, play my station
Use this music as a different language
We don’t go the same fashion, all our interests are different
We from two separate dimensions, and yes it is weird because I like you a lot
I used to see you in the hallway and not say «What’s up?»
What could this mean? I’m not completely sure
One day I walked behind you when your iPhone just hit the floor
I picked it up for you, even noticed that the back was cracking
Just in that moment I saw that you was bumping Acid Rap, and after that
I knew you was the one for me, excited for Oxymoron in 2014
She still bumping Channel Orange, every chorus we’d sing
Got me feeling like a lovebird with two new wings
She thought Yeezus was trash, but we debated that
We spent our nights together, always playing tracks
You heard I was a rapper, you were okay with that
You would tell me I’m talented, when I was feeling bad
How real is that?
Conversation with chords, talk to me through keys
I’ve told you baby, I do, this love is exactly what I need
They say practice makes perfect, well, I can see you been practicing
I know our love is a piano, that Alto-Soprano, let’s tell all our secrets
In a second we having some conversations
Play my station, use this music as a different language
Have some conversations, play my station
You only bump the old Slim Shady, when his voice stay nasally
Like Renegade with Jay-Z, babe, I like how you think
You ain’t a hater though, you respect every artist, that’s important
From Biggie and Pac all the way to Chief Keef
You bump Born Sinner, cause it’s a Cole World
Usually I can’t relay this music by chicks, they just don’t know well
But you the exception, you just so musically sexy
I wanna show you my heart, with exactly every melody
You thought Kendrick deserved a Grammy
You liked The Heist but when he lost, shit, that made you angry
You’re picture perfect in every way, you don’t understand me
Call this a love song, but truly, this is just uncanny
Yeah, I was in your room the other day, time floats past
At that moment I noticed a little notepad
I opened to the first page, my jaw dropped like bombs do
It’s full of lyrics, and girl, you write songs too
Let’s have
Conversation with chords, talk to me through keys
I’ve told you baby, I do, this love is exactly what I need
They say practice makes perfect, well, I can see you been practicing
I know our love is a piano, that Alto-Soprano, let’s tell all our secrets
In a second we having some conversations
Play my station, use this music as a different language
Have some conversations, play my station
Use this music as a different language
