Ya Thalam Ya Kabes

I've been dancing on my own
These carpet burns are here to show
How great I am alone
Sacred prayer on my tongue
The ones I can't whisper are better
Sung, I'm so good on my own

When it's high, it's like daylight
I'm elated, I'm graceful, I'm your type
There's no need to lie, so baby, please don't lie
But now I'm broken and I'm heartless
And they might just call me blind
Not a voice in this chaos is one I can recognize
Here comes the darkness, comes the darkness, comes the dark

يا ظلام يا ظلام يا ظلام يا كابس

Writing me off as guilty pleasure
Shaping me into perfect measures
Midnight thoughts take different textures, I know
And oh, places I have never been to
Turn to fire red under the right hue
Architectural Digest, baby come through

و يا بنت الناس
سيبيكي من الناس
و كلام الناس

يا ظلام يا ظلام يا ظلام يا كابس