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letra de away - j kire

[intro]
ayy, no, uh
nah, ahh

[chorus]
i’m faded, got my head spinning every day
i’m jaded, numbing the pain, tryna’ find a way
i’m waiting, i just see faces in the rain
so baby, i cannot stay, gotta’ run away

[verse]
baby come and ride with me (ride)
you took my soul away, it’s like a robbery
thinking ’bout tomorrow, but it’s hard to see (hard to see)
the shadows in the dark became a part of me, yeah (yea, ayy)
view is going hazy, tryna’ make it through (tryna’ make it through)
but i feel like i won’t make it, 2022
and i know you think i’m crazy, well that’s because of you (i’m crazy, yeah)
but i’m stuck in my own maze and i don’t have a clue, ayy
hands numb, all these f-cking drugs they got me dead (dead)
fighting day and night against my f-cking head (against my head)
and doesn’t mattеr if i’m stacking all this f-cking bread
cuz if i’m gon’ live like this i might as wеll be f-cking dead, woah (yeah)
ashes on my face, i cannot escape, hold on (hold on)
feel like gucci mane when i’m putting gold on (ooh)
running my own race, but i’m far away, so long
taking medicine, got me moving in slow-mo, yeah (slow-mo, slow-mo)
own my own and i be losing it (i be losing, slowly)
i been tryna’ avoid the pain, but i be choosing it (choose it)
i can’t feel my face when i be boozing it (ayy, feel my face)
i can’t feel my heart again cuz you be bruising it (and i can’t, heart again)
d-mn, i’m tryna’ be more conscious (ooh)
girl, you always in my conscience
and sometimes love can be obnoxious
my soul is made of clay, gotta’ be cautious, ayy (yeah, yeah)
and i’m pouring all my heart out
f-ck it, i’mma smoke my f-cking eyes out (on my hands, on my phone)
yeah, pour another till i black out (on my head, on my soul)
missing all the times i used to blow your back out (your back out)
and my eyes are melting
smoking drugs, that sh-t ain’t even helping
burn inside my body, feel like kerosene
i feel like i’m dying, hard for me to care again
[outro]
in my mind, in my heart, in my bed
got you pointing a gun to my chest
late at night things around me turning red
dancing with the dead, i’m tryna’ get some rest

- j kire

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