lil kydd - soliloquy of the metra كلمات الأغنية

[lil kydd]

i don’t wear my heart on a sleeve;

and my emotions ain’t no open book

suck it up. you’re around your friends so make certain;

they don’t see the bitter kid sitting behind the crimson curtain

they all know you as the positive kid;

glimmer all in his oculars and good nature amid

still a little bit of resentment finds a home in my stomach;

i should’ve brought some swim trunks, a shovel and a bucket

with a group of new unfamiliar faces;

we exit the railways after depositing our ticket payments

seventy plus degrees and the outing is underway;

steve jobs in my left ear and the feeling is still staying

my hands aching. don’t wanna let them see the hurt;

after two of my adolescent years you threw in the dirt

i made an effort to clean every cranny and nook;

through the efforts of slow rhythms and stupid catchy hooks

but look. a friend speaks and i wipe the wrinkled brow away;

i promised moms i wouldn’t let what’s in the past affect my day

seven hundred and thirty of those and change;

i’m not gonna cry about it like a weakling or a lame

cuz i was told that i gotta brave it and fake a happy face;

hopefully the acid in my cavity evaporates

cuz you ain’t careful, some girls will make fun of your sour grapes;

decapitate your cardiovascular on a paper plate

i’m not gonna try and front like i’m the hardest;

but im’ma bury all my sorrows up inside my art

if it dulls the searing flesh and conceals emotional scarring;

i’ll work myself into the ground right next to where my heart is

snap out of it. ain’t you having a good time?

look into your phone notes and write a couple rhymes

your going to the beach with your crew;

so put the smile back on, fake it to make it and hopefully you’ll be fine

…and there goes that metra jingle;

put your emotions away, remember that you’re single

it’s a beautiful day;

you know you got a lot going for you. so go out and mingle

you’re a pretty decent package

so why’d you leave the house and carry all this extra baggage;

how unattractive…
the sun beats down

everybody’s hot but me and i’m sporting an autumn jacket

[hook]

and it’s all in the name of getting over you;

and all of our mutual friends avoiding me too (x4)

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