Taking Things For Granted - Joy Oladokun

You don't remember me, but I remember you I lie awake and try so hard not to think of you But who can decide what they dream? And dream I do I believe in you I'll give up everything just to find you I have to be with you To live, to breathe You're taking over me Have you forgotten all I know And all we had? You saw me mourning my love for you And touched my hand I knew you loved me then I believe in you I'll give up everything just to find you I have to be with you To live, to breathe You're taking over me I look in the mirror and see your face If I look deep enough So many things inside that just like you are taking over I believe in you I'll give up everything just to find you I have to be with you To live, to breathe You're taking over me I believe in you I'll give up everything just to find you I have to be with you To live, to breathe You're taking over me (taking over me) You're taking over me (taking over me) Taking over me

Unexpected things are beautiful Unexpected things are beautiful You probably didn't expect to get this Unexpected things are beautiful

I'll be a fool when the suns out Burn you a fire when you burn out And give you the future you gave away And give you my youth for some million days I'll do all these things for you Take what's broken make it new Yesterdays gone yeah it went away I've been lost but I'm here today I'll do all these things for you I'll be the drug that you can't buy I'll tell you the truth when it's all lies hey I'll give you the future you gave away I'll give you my youth for some million days I'll do all these things for you Take what's broken make it new Yesterdays gone yeah it went away I've been lost but I'm here today I'll do all these things for you Something to trust for the first time oh Making it up for the last nights Sucks to love when you just lie oh A couple of years and I'll have your soul and I I'll do all these things for you hey Take what's broken and make it new Yesterdays gone yeah it went away I've been lost but I'm here today I'll do all these things for you I'll do all these things for you I'll do all these things for you

Your lipstick, his collar don't bother Angel I know exactly what goes on When everything you'll get is Everything that you've wanted, princess Well which would you prefer My finger on the trigger, or Meet face down, down across your floor My face down, down across your floor Meet face down, down across your floor Well just so long as this thing is loaded And will you tell all your friends You've got your gun to my head This all was only wishful thinking This all was only wishful thinking And will you tell all your friends You've got your gun to my head This all was only wishful thinking This all was only wishful thinking Let's go Don't bother trying to explain Angel I know exactly what goes on when you're on and How about I'm outside of your window How about I'm outside of your window Watching him keep the details covered You're such a sucker for a sweet talker, yeah And will you tell all your friends You've got your gun to my head This all was only wishful thinking This all was only wishful thinking And will you tell all your friends You've got your gun to my head This all was only wishful thinking This all was only wishful thinking Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins I will never ask if you don't ever tell me I know you well enough to know you never loved me Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins I will never ask if you don't ever tell me I know you well enough to know Why can't I feel anything From anyone other than you? And all of this was all your fault And all of this I stay wrecked and jealous for this For this simple reason I just need to keep you in mind As something larger than life I stay wrecked and jealous for this For this simple reason is true I just need to keep you in mind As something larger than life I stay wrecked and jealous for this For this simple reason is true I just need to keep you in mind As something larger than life

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