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letra de x - ianesco

[verse 1]
she do not know what she really wants to do
but why do i sit here and just wait for you?
am i just playing the fool or a jester? no jokin’
cause this situation cause thoughts that’s provokin’
my mind feels like choking, on hands around throat sh-t
i can’t get no oxygen, err on the side of caution
is what i did not and now i’m just caught
in this web, in this maze, in this labyrinth of haze
and emotions and fear that we’re broken and fear that “we”
is just a pr-noun and not something real now
and what i feel now is akin to my reel out
of line and i cast out but yo i am -ss out
so drink ’til i p-ss out and drown it out like n-ssau
but i’ll wake up with head down in bed full of dread now
no judging but why will you not tell me somethin’?
i’m beside myself, take me back or stop frontin’
woman

[verse 2]
i do not know what i really want to do
sit here and wait or make a break for you?
but i already said too much that night i had too much
resort to spilling guts when it should stay pent up
now my frustration is reaching it’s apex
confusion in place saying “why did i say that?!”
illusions entrapped in the machine of wayback
when you said goodbye, man, i said i wouldn’t wave back
but now here i am so confused by your gestures
you say you have a man, but yo is he that precious?
cuz when you see me, it’s like we in 3-d
senses exploding, momentum is going
resistance eroding, defenses corroding
this feeling of floating it seems like an omen
but i tried to observe, that pesky “f” word
but i done slipped up, and put in effort
and now you don’t want it, your playtime is over
and this suffocation is taking me over
i put the ball back in your court, that was the home court
but you hit the road cause i treated us like sport
just something to do, to p-ss the time
now my pastime, is losing my d-mn mind
but yo no more pleading, it’s end of the season
and i’m on the bench, some other dude is top seed
and as much as i want to say he’s just a rebound
he’s with you all the time, and i’m nowhere to be found
man i hate now

[outro]
it’s gonna be a long day without you, night without you
its gonna be a long week without you, month without you
its gonna be a long year without you, here without you
its gonna be a long night without you, life without you

- ianesco

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