no. 105 [English translation]

Your eyes, they sparkle blue

But I'm only looking at them goddamn boobs

It's only me and you

And 20 other girls in the room

Stare to me like you

And I don't really know what the fuck to choose

Could It be you, or you, or you, or you?

attempt 104, I'm staring ate the wall

I've been trying for an eternity to find the formula for the one

With which everything works out, it's stealing my mind

But I'm not giving up, put my arms back up, it's attempt 105

I'm building my woman

I'm mixing a little wow with the same amount of smart

A little bit of dream on top of the realness

And to make it interesting, add a little

Yeah, let the whole thing stand for 10 minutes

Meanwhile checking if the knees match the legs

Cause the legs should be able to stand on their own

Not too big and not too small, I've been sitting here on this system for a while

And also checking if she grooves

Does she take the stairs elegantly or does she walk on hoofs?

Here and there a little bit of tuning, maybe try something else

Have patience, you don't build a woman in a few minutes, nah

Ey yo, shawty, your face is a million-dollar-face

I'm building my woman the way I ike her

Oh no, I hope you're not the 105

Shawty, I, I, I hope, you're

Shawty, I, I ,I hope, you're the number one

It's too hot here, I'm somewhere between

Apple, pear, peach, forming a butt

I'm forming her hips

Left cheek, right cheek, as round as her breasts

Checking my list, which parts I still need

Scribbling a sketch, overdoing is allowed

I'm putting every tiny hair own its own o her skin

I'm at the face and I'm drawing her character traits

Cheek bones formed, angry, pissed, laughing, tired

Grabbing in my drawer, add a cute nose

Lips in the same color as her nipples

Windows jump open, everything flying around the room

Energy, energy, just as in a dream

I think it#s working, her eyes open

Baby, I'm the one for you

Cry me, I'll show you fun

I like you, and maybe you say

Take me because you're the one for me

Ey yo, shawty, your face is a million-dollar-face

I'm building my woman the way I ike her

Oh no, I hope you're not the 105

Shawty, I, I, I hope, you're

Shawty, I, I ,I hope, you're the number one

Yeah, yeah, something's wrong here

Checking the calculation method for mistakes, but I don't find any

She isn't affected by offense

Note: miissing defense

She's beautiful and nice

But you can't argue with her, I miss make-up sex

I'm brushing over her legs up to her stomach

Scentless, smooth skin

I'm standing in the bathroom alone, washing my face

Seeing a grey hair, she doesn't age

She's long-legged, nothing about her is attackable

She does anything I want, kinda boring

I'm sitting in my treehouse and think about it

She isn't a dream, she's real

So flawless and really nice

I'm just questioning if her love is real

And maybe I'm too sensitive

But I have the feeling the chemistry isn't right

She's good in bed, everything she does is real

But too complex, she's too perfect

While I'm hacking into her boot system

I'm programming her on finding new love, now

Turn around, she's gone

10th July, starting attempt 106