No Aphrodisiac - triple j Like A Version lyrics

by

Vince Staples


[Verse 1]
A letter to you on a cassette
'Cause we don't write anymore
Gotta make it up quickly
There's people asleep on the second floor

[Chorus 1 (Condensed)]
There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Truth, beauty and a picture of you

[Verse 2]
You'll be walking your dog in a few hours
I'll be asleep at my brother's house
You're a thousand miles away
With food between your teeth
Come up for summer
I got a place near the beach
There's room for your dog

[Chorus 1]
There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Truth, beauty and a picture of you
Don't you know that there's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Youth, truth, beauty, fame, boredom and a bottle of pills

[Verse 3]
Yo
I wrote a letter on a cassette and sent it in the mail
To give chase when your ship was setting sail
Problem is that the devil's in the detail
I need to feel your touch, put my fingers to the braille
So I sit and wait for you to write back
Up late sippin' on an eternal nightcap
But I don't wan' be checkin' if you're like that
I wanna be in your space askin', "Do you like that?"
f*ck texts, DMs, and mixed messages
Crossed wires, bad signal, no reception
I think we gettin' sick from the medicine
Got me chattin' to my therapist all about
Small talk, cocaine, ecstasy, alcohol
Hangovers, takeaway, carelessness, Panadol
Asparagus, chocolate, oysters
sh*t, I've had 'em all, lemme tell you, there's
[Chorus 2]
No aphrodisiac like loneliness
You shouldn't leave me alone
There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Bare feet like a tom-boy and a crooked smile

[Post-Chorus]
Truth, youth, beauty, fame, boredom
Red hair, no hair, innocence
Instagram and a picture of you
A letter to you on a cassette
You shouldn't leave me alone

[Verse 4]
Forty, shaved, sexy, wants to do it all day
With a gun-toting trigger-happy missy named Kinky Renée
Tired teacher, twenty-eight, seeks regular meetings
For masculine, muscular, nappy-clad, brutal breeding
While his wife rough wrestles with a puppy
All aquiver on a wine-soaked, strobe-lit
Asiatic hall of mirrors and a dash of loneliness
There's no aphrodisiac quite like it

[Chorus 3]
Said there's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Truth, beauty and a picture of you
Said there's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Truth, beauty and a picture of you
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