Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song So Many Feelings, artist - Vanessa HillAlbum song So Many Feelings, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 01.03.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Barakaology, Proper Art
Song language: English
So Many Feelings |
So many feelings |
What do you mean what do I mean? |
So many feelings |
We’ve talked about this before. |
You hurt my feelings |
Oh really? |
Alright… |
(So many feelings) |
All up in 'em, caught up in 'em |
I live in 'em, you don’t get 'em |
(So many feelings) |
I do not want you to fix it, but I just want you to listen |
Yeah, I just want you to listen |
We keep crossing the signals and crossing the wires |
And now I just wanna leave |
You feel disrespected, I won’t let you protect me from all other crazy things |
I do not want you to fix it, no, but I just want you to listen |
Yeah, I just want you to listen |
(So many feelings) |
All up in 'em, caught up in 'em |
I live in 'em, you don’t get 'em |
(So many feelings) |
All up in 'em, caught up in 'em |
I live in 'em, you don’t get 'em |
I think you think I can mind read (for real) |
And I think you ignore my needs |
And you speak of hurt as if I try to plan it |
I think we living on different planets |
I say something, you get offended (seriously) |
You say «Damn Cliff, you never listen!» |
So then I shut up and you shut down |
And I’m just like «yo, what I do now?» |
Here lies grave that we dance around |
Our fight played out with no sound |
We argue so much, it’s like we love it |
Yesterday it was sex, today about the budget |
Now listen I’m cool, drop the subject |
I’m three seconds way from just saying f--k it |
I must admit sometimes I wanna quit |
Cause I feel like my feelings don’t mean shit |
We pray, we talk about faith |
But why you never seem to show me grace? |
You step on my toes and keep on dancing |
Then you wonder why I’m not romantic |
Tragedy up on your majesty |
We been fighting each other since Adam and Eve |
You got the murder weapon but you claim your hands are clean |
You wanna talk it out but I need my space to breathe |
How’s my soul, you’ll never know |
We make grave mistakes, dig more holes |
In the backyard, try to hide the bones |
We know skeletons will never grow |
Fool ourselves hiding our dead bodies |
Murder murder murder just seems to be the hobby |
Cool, shots fired, you got me |
A house full of death but we act so godly |
(So many feelings) |
All up in 'em, caught up in 'em |
I live in 'em, you don’t get 'em |
(So many feelings) |
All up in 'em, caught up in 'em |
I live in 'em, you don’t get 'em |