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letra de stuck - kam-bu

[verse 1: kam-bu]
yo, couldn’t feel the rain when it came down
cats and dogs in the playgrounds
when i bark, i feel shame, then wave ’round
lost for my words, i’m delayed now
exhausted, just done eight rounds
i’m looking in your eyes, but we’re sp-ced out
i don’t know where the sun’s gone
it’s been tamed by a grey cloud
i know how this may sound
but we ain’t been on the same ground
i feel like we’re waste bound
we need a little sp-ce, and your face frowned
you know that’s what we need but don’t say how
so we kiss and make up, pop a likkle e, now we’re sp-ce-bound (sp-ce-bound)
the cycle is toxic ’cause it feels like we gain vows
but really less deep how you tricked me to stay ’round
i love you and leave you, wave with a fake smile
and like the beat, i just fade out
but i know that there’s ways out
we just gotta be brave now

[chorus: rachel chinouriri & kam-bu]
i was struck by the waves of the water
i was stuck in a wage for my own heart
we’re doing things too aimlessly
i never thought you’d change on me
i think we need some sp-ce to breathe
when you’re lost in the flames of an old love
[verse 2: kam-bu]
look, your friends don’t like me
your dad’s got no love
at the point of no trust
it feels like we fight just to mold l-st
see, we’re stuck in the vice of old love
but the memories come like gold-dust
in a place so unknown to a focus
when you touch on my flesh, it’s the coldest
in my home, but i still feel homeless
being on the road like rodents
catching flies, put my eyes on the hostess
doing the most-est
hide my pain in a way they don’t notice
under a spell like hocus pocus
all them texts that i sent, they were bogus
i go dumb in the rave, it’s atrocious
i left pieces of myself in those ubers
why do we do this?
hate when i speak ’cause the truth hits
seeing red, feel like blues did
pree the pics on the wall, they’re the cutest
around my pain like the notes of a flutist
then i leave you bare, just like nudist
we get ruthless just for amus-m-nt
all the seeds that i planted are fruitless
i need change, i need movement
from a tribe called quest like q-tip
[chorus: rachel chinouriri & kam-bu]
i was struck by the waves of the water
i was stuck in a wage for my own heart
we’re doing things too aimlessly
i never thought you’d change on me
i think we need some sp-ce to breathe
when you’re lost in the flames of an old love

- kam bu

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