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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
S Wayser
Background Vocals
T. Haas
Bass Guitar
Farhad Samadzada
Piano
S. Borkowski
Flute
Farhot
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Farhad Samadzada
Composer
Suff Daddy
Composer
M Stafford
Lyrics
A. Muhabwa
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Farhad Samadzada
Producer
Maximilian Hardinghaus
Mastering Engineer
Zillin Muzik
Mixing Engineer
Farhot
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I twist off that cap and take out that glass
Try forget my past
But I know that I'm just scared to face it
I'm just scared to face it
Hate that I've been hurt so long
I don't feel so strong
All my rights feel wrong
With a sip it's all gone
I feel ugly
There's nothing here to love me, oh, oh
[Verse 2]
Gone away, lose my mind
Losing time through this wine
Lost my train, I know why
Feel a way, lost my mind
Wanting this, feel this pain
And nowhere to go, I'm feeling strange
Lost my life through this wine
Pour out that glass, losing time
Making lists, tryna take something
Don't know why I feel to cry
Oh wait, oh wait, oh Lord
[Verse 3]
I twist off that cap and take out that glass
Try forget my past
But I know that I'm just scared to face it
I'm just scared to face it
I hate that I've been hurt so long
I don't feel so strong
All my rights feel wrong
With a sip it's all gone
I feel ugly
There's nothing here to love me
[Verse 4]
Speak to the people
One time
[Verse 5]
Moved out my old 'hood
Too smart for my own good
'Cause they watch you go down
Just to say, "Ooh boy, I told you"
I'm a son of a gun
I just hope it's not too belated
I'm not be behaving
My wallet's a desert
Side chicks wanna be official
Baby mama tellin' me, "I miss you"
My girlfriend doesn't want kids and
Every single one of her friends give me signals
Tell me, should I smoke that bitch just like a zute?
But I'm a young boy, I don't want a yute
Sitting in the garden, staring at the moon
Scheming on how the hell I'm gonna get loot
Should I run up in roadway
Talking banks and casinos
Watching Pacino
Food for my ego
I'm on anti-depressants, and
My soul my weapon, uh
The day I sell it, I swear I be depressed, eh
[Verse 6]
I twist off that cap and take out that glass
Try forget my past
But I know that I'm just scared to face it
I'm just scared to face it
I hate that I've been hurt so long
I don't feel so strong
All my rights feel wrong
With a sip it's all gone
I feel ugly
There's nothing here to love me
Written by: Farhad Samadzada