تکست آهنگ Melika

It happened once upon a dream but it's still as real as it seems/
Let me set the scene about this pretty little teen/
Went by the name Malika, I met her in my teens/
Attended the same same school, I knew her from Fifteen/
I developed a crush, but it was never love/
We exchanged hugs and kisses, but never fucked/
Realized it wasn’t us, so it never ended in tears/
Still kept in touch, and after several years/
She settled down with this bredder, I used to see them in the zones/
I thought he was a wasteman, but fuck it, each to their own/
‘Cos Malika says she’s happy, and that’s something that I’m glad to see/
But slowly and gradually, the whole dream became a tragedy/
The first year passed happily/
Things started to change when her man started saying he wants a family/
At first she had doubts, Malika wasn’t sure/
But Malikas in love, she let him go up in her, raw/
(Nothing happened) Certain things are destiny/
and other things were never meant to be/
Case in point, Malika’s pregnancy/
No mattter how hard they tried, the test still showed white/
Her man took it personal, like a blow to his pride/
Told Malika “You must be rotten inside/
And even if we did conceive a baby it’d probably die”/
Malika started to cry, said she wants to run away/
And that was the first time that he punched her in the face/

Chorus:

Lost Ones, Lost Ones/
Yeah, we call ‘em Lost Ones/
Lost Ones, Lost Ones/
In the hood we call ‘em Lost Ones/
Lost Ones, Lost Ones/
Everybody’s Lost One/
Lost Ones, Lost Ones/

Verse 2:
I still remember Malika as that pretty little teen/
Eyes deeper than philosophy, Olive skin that gleamed/
If you seen her recently, she’s looking like a fiend/
And the ironic thing is that Mailika means ‘Queen’/
But her man don’t understand that, he treats her like a slave blood/
Look closer you’ll see bruises benath the makeup/
She ain’t the same girl, I knew at 16/
Look deep into her eyes, shes living in a sick dream/
Losing her mental health, plus her respect for herself/
Within her own home, she’s living in her own hell/
Feels like shes enslaved, and her other half’s the jailer/
So now she looks for love in the arms of strangers/
She met a guy at work, he was a shoulder to cry on/
Things soon progressed and they found a sofa to lie on/
A few months passed, now there’s fear in her brain/
‘Cos for the first time, her period never came/
The size of her mans ego meant he couldn’t see the truth/
It was really HIS seed that wouldn’t let them breed a youth/
And now shes finally pregnant, but her mans not the father/
She can’t tell him the truth, (Why?) scared of the drama/
Ran to her Mother’s house, thought she would understand/
But her mothers disgusted she was with another man/
Called Mailika a ho, said she’s on her own/
Packed a bag full of clothes and told her that she should go/
And now Mailika’s on the road../


Chorus:

Lost Ones, Lost Ones/
Yeah, we call ‘em Lost Ones/
Lost Ones, Lost Ones/
In the hood we call ‘em Lost Ones/
Lost Ones, Lost Ones/
Everybody’s Lost One/
Lost Ones, Lost Ones/

Wondering what coulda been/
Shoulda been, woulda been/
I never saw her in the hood again
Wondering what coulda been/
Shoulda been, woulda been/
I never saw her in the hood again

Lyrics: Reveal
Beat: Mahdyar Aghajani