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lirik lagu untitled – trey af

[hook]
the tempo is slow
and i’m still waiting here for you
its been a while ya know
just waiting here for you
and how it hurts me so
just waiting for you to be here
it feels like a century
waiting for you to be with me
and remember the tempo is slow
so somber and so low
and i’m still waiting here for you
now its your turn to make a move

[verse 1]
soul searching is hard to do
even when it comes to you
i hope you’re hearing this right now
because i want you to hear me out
i’m not looking for attention
all i’m looking for is an intervention
for a prevention
before i put myself in a detention facility
with other people just like me
a f-cked up kid who can’t understand geometry
i might as well have a retreat
a relaxing part will be released outside of me
saying, “h-llo troy, ever want to be relaxed as me?”
i would actually like that
instead of hysterically being laughed at
i am no longer that mad at
the kid who had his hands basically on your -ss
i’m just a shadow that casts, following that same -ss
following for a while just to see you smile
man that makes my day
but it doesn’t get me a date
i don’t know if youre waiting
or just tired of all the hating
making you
shaking
faking all of your laughs
hoping that it will all last
until the period is over
waiting until the jokes are no more
the highlight of your day is me going away
i understand i can be annoying
but this whole year i’ve been endlessly toiling
and somewhat boiling
because that incident, that guy you hugged
made me mad so i flipped you off
and said get bent, but no, that guy is no more -cough-
you f-cking stupid b-tch lying wh0r-, -cough-
excuse me, got something in my throat
probably just a bug or a blunt that i just toked
19 minutes ago
so please excuse my french
and let’s move on to the hook
again

[hook]

[verse 2]
i was a little out of hand in the last verse
but i’m all chilled out now considering that
i took a bunch of pills out of my moms purse
advil, tylenol, and ibuprofen too
took about 30 on account of loving you
b-tch its true, i still do
and there’s still a fear of rejection
you know what? i have no recollection
of what happened to the section
of my feelings that are marked love
where’s the drugs, i need to huff and puff
until my entire body turns numb
its hard out here in the cut
your arms for me i hope you bleed on the fact that you hurt me
go ahead, carve yourself like a thanksgiving turkey
and thank me for all your pain
and when i get some gain
i’ll bring you out on a date
and f-ck you until your brains fall out of your p-ssy
after that i can bring you out some more
until i reach the core of your wh0r- soul
and see where the source of your cold can be told
but i’m just mold on
the outside of a wall ya know, a poor poor soul
without a mind of his own
i hope you know you made me into stone
colder than al capone
the mobster man who made it out on his own
had no time to deal with snitches
and back stabbin b-tches
sh-t its hard for me to express my feelings
and deal with my demons
let alone i’m dealing with school, girls and i’m steaming
with gleaming dreaming of my future
its sort of like a little couture and a lot of culture
i’ll be out in a flash
like paying for a dinner that tasted like trash
and leaving you with the check
as i repay you later with my hands around your neck
hook please!

[hook]

[verse 3]
i love the season ’cause the seasons
pleasin without any treason or
any misbelievin’ for any simple reason
and i love misleading girls
it’s a whirl
just exactly like living your life as a squirrel
my mind is like a twirl
as i curl up into a ball
my friends just leave me here in the corner of a wall
some are tall and others small
but i only chill with a true few all in all
rapping is like tapping and smacking lips together
to make yourself sound better and learning letter by letter
what words mean all together
the words might mean nothing like the weight of a feather
or it can mean everythin’ like your internet tether
listen heather
let me show you what it means to be like me
being mean and resistin’ lean
like it was the latest hype on tv
i’m not st–zy or breezy
i’m just a lazy f-ck who happens rhymes words profusely

[hook]

- trey af

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