How Have You Been? - Tom Rosenthal

If you have ghosts You have everything If you have ghosts You have everything You can say anything you want And you can do anything you want to do If you have ghosts You have everything One never does that One never does that You can call it surprise, there it is And a part of it is me One never does that In the night, I am real In the night, I am real The moon to the left is a part of my thoughts And a part of me is me, forever is the wind In the night, I am real I don't want my fangs too long I don't want my fangs too long The moon to the left is a part of my thoughts And a part of me is me, forever is the wind I don't want my fangs too long If you have ghosts You have everything If you have ghosts You have everything If you have ghosts You have everything If you have ghosts You have everything

Shake your head, say it's mad, you always do Hold me down, tell me how it's not true These wings could lift us both, but you don't think so You are all I wanted, so If I threw it all away Would I still have you? If I tried to hit the breaks Would you see right through? This ain't the fair-weather love Like I'm used to, no If I threw it all away Would I still have you? Honey glazed eyes are gazing into mine Hold me down, say we'll never die These wings could lift us both, but you don't think so This is all I wanted to know If I threw it all away Would I still have you? If I tried to hit the breaks Would you see right through? This ain't the fair-weather love Like I'm used to, no If I threw it all away Would I still have you? Still have you 'Cause I feel it turning The skies are falling And I need you to need me More than I need you 'Cause I needed answers You gave me questions Say there's nothing that you wouldn't do If I threw it all away Would I still have you? If I tried to hit the break Would you see right through? Is this the fair-weather love Like I used to know? If I threw it all away Would I still have you? Still have you Still have you Would I still have you? Would I still have you? Would I still have you?

How do you say I wanted to feel like you So I just say I never could be like you So how you holding up How do you say I wanted to feel like you So I just say I never could be like you Yes, I'm feeling Yes, I'm feeling Oh, I'm feeling all the ways that I can Yes, I'm feeling Oh, I'm feeling all the ways that I can So how you holding up Yes, I'm feeling Yes, I'm feeling Oh, I'm feeling all the ways that I can Yes, I'm feeling Oh, I'm feeling all the ways that I can

Never made it as a wise man I couldn't cut it as a poor man stealing Tired of living like a blind man I'm sick inside without a sense of feeling This is how you remind me This is how you remind me of what I really am It's not like you to say sorry I was waiting on a different story This time I'm mistaken For handing you a heart worth breaking And I've been wrong, I've been down Into the bottom of every bottle These five words in my head Scream, "Are we having fun yet?" Are we having fun yet? It's not like you didn't know that I said I loved you and I swear I still do It must've been so bad 'Cause living with me must've damn near killed you This is how you remind me (you remind me) This is how you remind me of what I really am It's not like you to say sorry I was waiting on a different story This time I'm mistaken For handing you a heart worth breaking And I've been wrong, I've been down Into the bottom of every bottle These five words in my head Scream, "Are we having fun yet?" This is how you remind me (you remind me) This is how you remind me of what I really am It's not like you to say sorry I was waiting on a different story And this time I'm mistaken For handing you a heart worth breaking And I've been wrong, I've been down Into the bottom of every bottle These five words in my head Scream, "Are we having fun yet?" Are we having fun yet?

How you feel now? It's startin' to feel so familiar How you feel now? (LMC) Ayy, ayy, ayy I don't give a fuck how you feel now (hey, hey) Getting money, starting to feel so familiar (whoa, whoa) I just do it for my family, yeah (hey, hey) Was at the bottom, we on top of the hill now (whoa, whoa) I don't give a fuck how you feel now (hey, hey) Getting money, starting to feel so familiar (whoa, whoa) I just do it for my family, yeah (hey, hey) Was at the bottom, we on top of the hill now Ayy, ayy, ayy Is it the love or lust? I don't got nobody in my corner, who do I trust? If you ain't family, you can't be around, get on the bus It's like I'm from another world, 'cause all I see is us I told her I am not a cop, it's hard for me to cuff I put her on the block list and told her, "Get the fuck" I poured the double cup of Wok' and yeah, it got me stuck I'm rolling up another blunt, I'm 'bout to take a puff Yeah, keep it real with me Tell me how it feel when you got that record deal Most of these niggas changed, slipped on banana peels I seen it in your eyes, didn't wanna think it's real We pop another bottle, we pop another seal Been through a lot of pain, but that's what got me here Raised my son to be a man, and never show no fear My diamonds shining bright, just like a chandelier No one, no one It's hard to make a way when you come where I'm from At the bottom of the bottom where you barely see the sun And I've been going through depression lately, I just wanna run You'd probably leave when you see what I've done You would probably leave when you see what I've done I'm a different nigga, baby girl, I'm not the one Different type of diamonds all be on me in the sun Brand new Amiris, I'ma stuff 'em with the dollars My broski a shotta He gon' go berserk, he see a opp and go, "Grrah-ta" Smoking all damn day, I fill my lungs up with the zaza Don't hit up my phone, leave me alone with all that rara I don't give a fuck how you feel now (hey, hey) Getting money, starting to feel so familiar (whoa, whoa) I just do it for my family, yeah (hey, hey) Was at the bottom, we on top of the hill now (whoa, whoa) I don't give a fuck how you feel now (hey, hey) Getting money, starting to feel so familiar (whoa, whoa) I just do it for my family, yeah (hey, hey) Was at the bottom, we on top of the hill now Hey Oh yeah, ha-ha, ha-ha Oh yeah, okay Oh yeah, oh yeah Tryna take me down, but I was back on my pivot I know you see the way I'm living, and you just don't get it But I'ma keep grinding, I'ma shoot for the stars You see my tattoos, more like battle scars I know, yeah Give me pain But let me speak my pain Just let me speak my pain

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour