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love me sober - a3er lyrics

[chorus]
said baby, it’s november
streets are cold, they only getting colder
i know that you love me
but i wish that you could love me sober
i wish i could love me sober
truthfully, it’s hard
to carry burdens of an art
that reflects something
i’m not even holding

[verse 1: aether]
what’s a soul? what i’ve stolen
pack it up and roll and smoke it
loving in your eyes, but in the future, it’s already over
struggle with perception, it’s a miracle that i can focus
long enough to write the sh*t i think when i’m not really golden

state like warriors, state like *fornia
stating things that i don’t mean
it’s hard enough to read between the lines
when you can’t even read
think that’s how some girls must feel
when i put these songs for free
pull up g*nius, stare at the screen
then tell their friends
“he thinks ‘bout me”
[verse 2: aether]
guess i shouldn’t speak for them
i barely even speak for me
people in my business over info
they can’t get for free
everything significant
i can’t do nothing just for *
take a picture for the cover
wondering, “what does it mean?”

wondering what to talk about
not in the club, i’m in my house
y’all making ‘sumptions ‘bout a n*gga
you just don’t know sh*t about
they say the way i look or how i talk
might throw ‘em off amount
it’s like i can’t do sh*t, they only want me
‘cause they want the clout

[verse 3: aether]
don’t have social media, i’m social instead
make connections in my head
just like connections in my bed
to all the women in my life
y’all gave me love that hid a knife
that i use to stab and slash and cut
connections that cause pain and strife
[chorus]
said baby, it’s november
streets are cold, they only getting colder
i know that you love me
but i wish that you could love me sober
i wish i could love me sober
truthfully, it’s hard
to carry burdens of an art
that reflects something
i’m not even holding

[verse 4: aether]
write ‘bout hate and love
but hate’s the one i know the most
don’t show love unless it’s real
i feel it’s fake, i’m going ghost
dinner table, you raise glass
i cheer and burn a toast
so much trauma to my head
said i should be comatose

not to brag and not to boast
my heart like a cube, it froze
they call me chris webber
the way i go coast to coast
only love me with the alcohol
you love me when you’re dosed
love me when i’m far away
can’t love me when i’m close
[verse 5: aether]
the time i spent on holiday
too near, too close, too far, okay
i wonder who you are today
i shoot the ball like hardaway
i make collections, large array
then sell ‘em all by what you say
used to wish for brighter ones
but now i’m stuck in darker days

pour out nonsense, filling sp*ces
rap on beats and feed the matrix
f*ck me like you want a daughter
f*cked me over, going harder
said i’m broke, but i was starting
presidential, jimmy carter
said it’s over, i’m just starting
crucified me like a martyr

[verse 6: aether]
talk ‘bout victims, talk ‘bout b*tches
all these bodies, talk ‘bout riches
opinion of me going low
just acted like i’m from the trenches

tell me who i am or who
they say i am instead
a monster, heartless playboy
who just tryna fill his bed
i’m a pained, beloved p*wn
rumors always follow threads
pained, beloved victim
rivers pouring out my head

[bridge]
said baby, it’s november
baby*baby it’s november (huh)
baby it’s november
baby*baby it’s no*
baby it’s*

- a3er lyrics

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