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i can't cry (ft. RAVii, KingA)
- //intro //
- i can't cry
- //verse 1 (KQT) //
- miserable, i'm here alone
- nothing to do in this solemn home
- well, they say it's cause we live in the outback
- well, fuck that, them cuck ass
- i don't wanna be reminded of my failures, disappointment
- apply some anointment, norman can't comfort me, how annoying
- overreacting a little, attempting to sob on the floor
- realising that i can't solve shit that's outta my control
- hold your horses, don't feel sorry for me
- i don't want you to feel any empathy
- i don't want to uh, bore you with all my problems
- unless you have telepathy, but you don't, so it's the end of me
- and my mental state
- what a fucking waste
- with all that's left, i just have to make haste
- paste a fucking smile on my despondent face
- and blame nate for my motherfucking shitty fate
- man, i hate it
- wish my mind had made it, i'm fading
- into the background
- i blend in with the prisoner
- a fissure
- wish her well, but i fucking miss her
- all my fucking fault (fuck!)
- //chorus //
- now i can't cry
- all my feelings been canned inside
- no, i ain't fine
- but i'm gonna be alright
- //verse 2 (KQT) //
- wait, i said i was gonna be okay?
- well, i don't know, i don't think that i'll ever see the day
- where i get a partner, grow up and have a son and daughter
- never thought of that, but i've always thought of her
- don toliver
- but she's gone now
- damn, it feels so hard now
- feels like i got knocked down
- i think my heart's still stuck in the lost and found
- afraid i might drown in my own tears
- my fears still envelop me
- i'm holdin' on for dear life onto my conscience
- she tugged on my heart's strings and fucked everything in the process
- still longing for a sense of belonging
- i need a girl who can make me feel at home without being immodest
- i don't need a fucking goddess as my wife
- i just want a woman who's actually fucking nice
- if i get another woman, which is never
- i'll just be hoping that she don't ruffle my feathers
- and that she's empathetic, maybe athletic, but definitely not a heretic
- i don't care if she think she pathetic
- but as long as she got these qualities, she's fucking perfect to me
- don't tell me you got the heebie jeebies
- watching a scary little movie that's only rated as g
- but honestly, i don't give a fuck
- your personality's perfect, yet you say i don't care enough
- i guess i'm down on my luck
- thought one day we would fuck
- and get children, well that's a bluff
- then i got kicked out
- removed from your life like some motherfucking dandruff
- now you tell me, "ooh, that's rough "
- bitch, you turned my life upside down like i got run over by a truck
- no point wearing a trump hat
- i took my shit, got in the car, and left from the cul de sac
- "fuck her, i don't even care about her anymore "
- that's what i told myself so fucking long ago
- it hurts to realise that know i'm thirty two years old
- lookin' back, her love just seems so cold
- now i wanna feel pity for the little younger me
- but then i realise that it couldn't have done anything
- as i sit there, shedding a tear or two
- i think of you, but
- //chorus //
- i can't cry
- all my feelings been canned inside
- no, i ain't fine
- but i'm gonna be alright
- //verse 3 (RAVii) //
- i can't fucking cry
- i don't know if it's been alright
- my whole life, been putting up a fight only to be casted out to the dark side
- lady, why got me going crazy
- you got me writing songs for you, can't seem to get over you
- do you feel the same for me too? i hurt myself in my living room
- lady, you got me crawling up my room floors, you got me banging doors and my eyes all sore
- i can't even find out why i even love you for
- i remember nights, for hours we would call
- sometimes, i slip my lips but you forgot cause you was drunk
- out there with jackson having fun
- while i drown in my frown, what am i, a fucking clown?
- //verse 4 (KingA) //
- I can't cry, pretend to be fine but I ain't
- I try to be kind to y'all but I can't, it's insane
- I feel the weight of my mind, I feel the weight of my brain
- I feel the weight of combined, with blood and tears through my veins
- All that remains, is a hurricane of hurry raging
- through my brains, left and right, side to side, hurt is fading
- contemplating, to all the couples on the streets couple making
- I'm dying lonely, all that time I'm fucking wasting
- I'm fucking broke, and have never seen a broken me
- I'm fucking close, an overdose is getting close to me
- A fucking rope would fill the hope and tend the mystery
- Hoping that a rope can hug my throat and end the misery
- A thunderstorm storming like a storm on Normandy
- Normally I'm socially, but morally I'm totally
- A nobody, nobody loves me or even mourns for me
- Hopefully there's somebody who someday sees some more in me
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