Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Track 9, artist - Skepta.
Date of issue: 01.12.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Track 9 |
You’ve spent your whole life looking for love |
You couldn’t find anything |
You’ve been searching for trust |
Keep your baggage in the hallway, it’s okay |
You’ve been driving the wrong way, all day |
Little did you know, you’re somebody’s everything |
Yeah, yeah |
The phone in the surgery just keeps on ringing |
She just wants to feel like she’s alive, so the doctors are making a killing |
Fighting and losing the battle against Photoshop while the papers are winning |
Still no sign of the finishing line but way too far from the beginning |
Her body wasn’t growing as fast as all the other girls in the school |
She eventually started to catch feelings when everybody was hurling abuse |
Swerving the truth, Mum’s telling her she’s killing her body but still |
She’s felt like the abuse has left more scars the any type of surgery will |
Now she’s all grown up, if only Dad would of shown more love |
Then she wouldn’t be seeking attention from all these other guys in the club |
A good girl in a wrong dress, confidence got taken away |
Now all she’s left with is a complex, another victim of a next sexual conquest |
You’ve spent your whole life looking for love |
You couldn’t find anything |
You’ve been searching for trust |
Keep your baggage in the hallway, it’s okay |
You’ve been driving the wrong way, all day |
Little did you know, you’re somebody’s everything |
Yeah |
As a wise lady once said, love the skin you’re in |
Because beauty has no rules |
If they’re trying to sell an impossible dream to a fool |
Then, you ain’t the fool to buy one |
These pictures and publications have got people packing their bags for a |
journey that has no destination |
But who am I kidding? |
Every day I’m with different women |
Pocket full of twenty pound notes, she likes receiving and I like giving |
So I just sit in my chair, vision impaired, she’s kissing my ear |
And I’ll probably say some hypocritical shit like «why's a pretty lady like you |
gotta work in here?» |
You’ve spent your whole life looking for love |
You couldn’t find anything |
You’ve been searching for trust |
Keep your baggage in the hallway, it’s okay |
You’ve been driving the wrong way, all day |
Little did you know, you’re somebody’s everything |
You’ve spent your whole life looking for love |
You couldn’t find anything |
You’ve been searching for trust |
Keep your baggage in the hallway, it’s okay |
You’ve been driving the wrong way, all day |
Little did you know, you’re somebody’s everything |