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david chidiac - letter to the editor 2 كلمات الأغنية

(verse 1)
dear mr chidiac
i think i’m gonna cry
my heart is racing really fast
but i can’t figure why
every time i try to make a move it just goes bad
she always shoots me down before i even load my mag
the hardest part of it is that i’m not entirely sure
what it is that scared them all away
i’m just curious is all
i thought that i would have a shot if i could make em laugh
have her rolling round in st-tches
then “that” hour would just p-ss
see this is my problem cause they say it’s not that hard
i can master anything i try except this f-cking farce
i never seem to understand how they do it with such ease
i just want my chance to prove my love is worth a little piece
i’m sure my mind is blowing this thing out of proportion
but sometimes i feel as though i’m living a distortion
my real life is hidden deep behind the closing curtain
i’ll wake tomorrow and everything becomes suburban
you said yourself “no longer to remain a stray
you bet your -ss he’ll find a way”
i need to know if that sh-t’s true
i really, truly want it to
cause the only hope i seem to have
is p-ssing out and dreaming plans
imagining the good and bad
are all just part of a grander plan
that all this pain it goes away
she says yes and we finally lay
she knows that i can hold her close
closer than those other jokes
truly she needs no other guy
but she won’t even let me try
like coffey i don’t wanna fry
i hope the end of my mile is nigh
the gr-ss i feel will be much greener
like a year after katrina
not that i’m trying to compare
my existential pain to their despair
i think that i’m just tryna say
that i hope this sh-t don’t stay so grey

(verse 2)
dear mister i’m-too-good-to-call-or-write-my-fans
i’m ripping off slim again
how long’s this sh-t goin last
i’ve been patiently waiting for you hold my hand
but i realised the real lies you go and tell your fans
you say you wanna comfort us but you’re so distant man
i’m starting to doubt if you even understand
those that try to know are the first to leave the band
those that try to show you end up leaving hand in hand
but you’re a rubber band
slinging back by spitting rap to hold all of your fans
close to your imagination
next to all those plans, can’t no motherf-ckers trust you
you leave us reeling in your path
the fish you think you multiply are really all a myth
you’re about as honest as the illusion of the cliff
ga!!

(outro)
so this is my letter that i wrote for you in june
expected you to read it so very soon
all my plans are fleeting
my life lines are retreating
on my sheets i’m leaking
my voice peaking as i’m speaking
so this is the letter that i wrote for you june
help me snapback
please help soon

- david chidiac

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