Victorious V.I.C - Cherished Moments Musing (Paris Morton Music Remix) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Hook)
You know I’m chasing you
Finally got a chance to be face to face with you
Magneto, I gotta let you know
That you are so unforgettable. Ohh

Hope you believe me. Wish you were mine
I tried to be patient. But I wasted my time
But I always come back. Yeah I always come back
Always come back. Always come back

(Verse 1)
I talk just like William Shakespeare
But in the modern era
I’m attracted to your white skin
Curves, auburn hair and

I hate not messaging you
‘Cause you might think I’m annoying
Or I won’t keep the convo going
Or you’ll think I’m boring

I’ll just ramble on & on & begin crowing
Soon as the interest starts showing
I’ll begin the joking
Then just get to choking

Then all I’ll have left to do
Is pray & hoping
And end up writing you a song
Like Drake did Paris Morton

This isn’t a feeling I’m use to
I’ve felt this way since Happy Feet introduced you
Do you remember? Or was that just another day in September
When I entered the tournament & became number 1 contender
For you

I miss those days when I didn’t have any worries
When I wasn’t lyin’ about having lots of courage
When I would talk to you without getting nervous
Now I’m all Drake, when it comes to perfect I’m the furthest

That fun wigga, the comical one
I got that AJ Styles for you, the phenomenal one
I’m trying to get the impossible done
But I can’t cramp up like Lebron in the sun

How many of ya’ll feel like you no longer have choices?
Slave of rejection; need Moses
I feel of the friend zone
I’m the voice of the voiceless

The Broskis/Papis
Co-creator & Heath Slater
To be the best but stay on our worst behavior
“Fuckers never loved us”

Having fun & acting like a group of weirdoes
“23”, “Freak”, & “Pressed” in our earphones
Also got Drake & Romeo
And I’m not saying that I hate you
I just love “Odio”

It takes a certain man to admit defeat
But not just yet, my mission is still incomplete
My feelings for you are remaining concrete
Shout out to sidewalks for keeping me off the street

I gotta pour it just like poets
Calling me pretty, homecoming, Prom; All perfect moments
Baby, I’ll never forget any of that
I’m ‘bout to Gangnam style on the table mat

(Hook)