Nobody sees, nobody knows. We are a secret, can't be exposed. That's how it is, that's how it goes. Far from the others, close to each other.

We The Best Music. Another one. DJ Khaled. Come with me, leave all of your things, yeah. We can stop at Gucci, stop at Louis V, yeah.

Round and round. Round and round. Round and round. You see me standing there. And act like you don't know me. But last night you were calling me.

This is the end, beautiful friend. This is the end, my only friend, the end. Of our elaborate plans, the end. Of everything that stands, the end.

All my friends tell me I should move on. I'm lying in the ocean, singing your song. Ah, that's how you sing it. Loving you forever, can't be wrong.

I've always been the kind of girl that hid my face. So afraid to tell the world what I've got to say. But I had this dream, bright inside of me.

Baby, look at me, mama love you. And I know you ain't no little boy no more. But you'll always be my baby.

I drove by all the places we used to hang out getting wasted. I thought about our last kiss, how it felt, the way you tasted.

Charades pop skill. Water hyacinth. Name by a poet. Imitation of life. Like a koi in a frozen pond. Like a goldfish in a bowl. I don't want to hear you cry.

Bye-bye. Boy, bye, hmm. Hmm. Bye-bye. And boy, bye. It's over, it's over, oh yeah. This ain't the first time I've been hostage to these tears.

That Arizona sky burnin' in your eyes. You look at me and, babe, I wanna catch on fire. It's buried in my soul like California gold.

All I can ever be to you is a darkness that we knew. And this regret I got accustomed to. Once it was so right. When we were at our height.

Me no conversate with the fake, that part. All my bitches independent bitches, that part. I just want the paper, that part. All my bitches flavored.

Eu tento me erguer às próprias custas. E caio sempre nos seus braços. Um pobre diabo é o que sou. Um girassol sem sol. Um navio sem direção.

Is our secret safe tonight? And are we out of sight? Or will our world come tumbling down? Will they find our hiding place? Is this our last embrace?

Junya Watanabe on my wri' (wri'). Junya Watanabe on my wri' (wri'). Tell 'em this, did he miss? Junya Watanabe on my, mmh.

Ah ouais, ah ouais. Dems. J'm'en fous, j'm'en fous. J'respecte R, yeah. J'm'en fous d'être ton boyfriend. C'est ton cul, moi, que je veux, moi.

No sun will shine in my day today. (No sun will shine). The high yellow moon won't come out to play. (Won't come out to play).

You are appreciated. When I was young, me and my mama had beef. Seventeen years old, kicked out on the streets.

Runnin' up that hill, you pushin' me back. Wish that I can make you want it bad. I don't need it though. (I don't need it though).

Feeling like I'm breathing my last breath. Feeling like I'm walking my last steps. Look at all of these tears I've wept.