I GUESS I'M IN LOVE - Clinton Kane

I'm in love without you Please don't still love me I'm in love without you But you still find a way inside my dreams How can you say there was nothing wrong with us? When everyday you called, you yelled, you had enough I loved you more and more each time you slammed the door My bloody knuckles knocking on and end up bruised But I loved you less and less as my love turned to loneliness And I'd already lost what I was afraid to lose Now I'm in love without you Please don't still love me I'm in love without you But you still find a way inside my dreams Now, can you see, why you should get over me? Soon there will be someone else for you to learn to need You loved him more and more as you stopped keeping score Of who I was and what we were and when we knew You loved me less and less as you lean in against his chest And hear the heartbeat that only beats for you Now I'm in love without you So please don't still love me I'm in love without you But you still find a way inside my dreams Inside my dreams Inside my dreams Inside my dreams Inside my dreams I'm in love without you

I guess I just feel like I guess I just feel like Nobody's honest Nobody's true Everyone's lying To make it on through I guess I just feel like I'm the same way too I guess I just feel like Good things are gone And the weight of my worries Is too much to take on I think I remember This dream that I had This love's gonna save us From a world that's gone mad I guess I just feel like What happened to that I guess I just feel like The joke's getting old The future is fading And the past is on hold But I know that I'm open And I know that I'm free And I'll always let hope in Wherever I'll be And if I go blind I'll still find my way I guess I just felt like Giving up today

You said, "Fuck me" and I was like, "Cool" So now what's the problem? Don't go hiding again Tired of asking where you been You left so abruptly I guess it's fuck me Tell me, what did I do wrong? Tell me, what did I do wrong? Tell me, what did I do wrong? Tell me, what did I do wrong? Before it's over I need you to come over once again And before you give me closure Need you to come a little bit closer Still steppin' like Omega Psi Phi for mine If bein' real was a crime, I'd be doin' life Like that nigga not nice, I don't know polite I'm the first ever antisocial socialite The pain that I seen in my mother's eyes in 2009 Have me workin' 'til it's 2049 And get hate when I tell you, "Oh, some other time" Like I really got some other time You just tell me, "Never mind" Know I sound crazy to a lazy mind Know it'll be a different kind Shout out to the people workin' 9-to-5 I be workin' 9-to-9 And the 6 upside down, it's a 9 You already know the vibe And they leave 'cause of pride, but they comin' back every time The devils that I recognize, most of them got pretty eyes Titties and some plans of just gettin' by, that's the way they live or die Easy to judge, but, girl, who am I? Truth or dare, I'ma take a Double Dare, truth is a suicide I would rather live a lie, keep you on the outside Introduce you to the guys Have you throwin' up the south side like you're one of mine But you're not one of mine You belong to everybody else when you're bored in your free time Shit could make a thug cry, play it like a tough guy Couldn't even land in the Hamptons, they didn't have the stairs for the shit I fly Swear it's like a metaphor, I can't even get down from the shit I climb Can't even get down from the shit I climb Yeah, girl, you're my size Made me tell you one time We was on the front line, shit was in my bloodline Waitin' for the sunshine But the sun never shines on me, on me Sleepin' in the whip sometimes, girl, I was sleepin' upright Henny, red cup life, broski kept it tucked tight Niggas talkin' bare shit about what they gon' do to mine Aw, now their tongues tied We was smokin', watched the sun climb I would trap until my thumbs cried Tryna change it all in one line, never seen a thug cry Love, it's been a long time Bet you never seen a thug cry, hit me on my hotline And no, ma, I'm not fine at all Don't go hiding again Tired of asking where you been You left so abruptly I guess it's fuck me Tell me, what did I do wrong? Tell me, what did I do wrong? Tell me, what did I do wrong? Tell me, what did I do wrong? Before it's over I need you to come over once again And before you give me closure Need you to come a little bit closer

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