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loyle carner - nobody knows - live from the royal albert hall كلمات الأغنية

[loyle carner]
yeah man, f_ck the tories man

[chorus]
i told the black man he didn’t understand
i reached the white man, he wouldn’t take my hand
i sat alone in the shadows of a man
with my eyes closed, told myself i should’ve ran
i’m the boss and i’m supposed to’ve had a plan
but can’t think till i figure who i am
are you lost, huh? or are you just another man
sittin’ in my sunshine tryna catch a tan?

[verse 1]
listen, outside i can feel the sun’s rain
i love it, inside i was bumping john wayne
made peace, you can never say the wrong name
adhd say my last one long game
and don’t f_ck it up, say reveal nothing
guys i used to run with are steady still puffin’
but what did they expect, yo, what did they expect?
ayo, i never used to think of the effect
when my dad passed straight biological neglect
the other one, sunset, sittin’ on the steps
i was left, mom came heavy in her breath
tears on my face transferring to her chest
i was left and she would say he ain’t comin’
ah, but i can tell him that you love him
and i would shout, “nah, love means nothing”
say, “i want a hug, i wanna talk, i want something”
[chorus: loyle carner]
see, i reached the black man, he didn’t understand
told the white man, he wouldn’t take my hand
i sat alone in the shadows of a man
with my eyes closed, told myself i should’ve ran
i’m the boss and i’m supposed to’ve had a plan
but can’t think till i figure who i am
are you lost, or are you just another man
sittin’ in my sunshine?

[verse 2]
my eyes wide, tears cried
the news lied, but he died
so who the f_ck am i?
ayo, i’m asking, who am i?
because my kid will maybe have them blue eyes
and he won’t understand the pain that’s in mine
and late at night i wonder maybe that’s why
because i never wanna hear the same cry
from a kid who doesn’t fit in
to the world that he live in, a half_caste, just kiddin’
wear a mask, just kiddin’, move _rs_, just whip it
yeah, no sittin’, there’s no livin’
ayo, you can’t hate the roots of the tree
and not hate the tree
so how can i hate my father
(without hating me?)
[chorus: loyle carner]
i told the black man he didn’t understand
i reached the white man, he wouldn’t take my hand
sat alone in the shadows of a man
with my eyes closed, told myself i should’ve ran
i’m the f_cking boss, i’m supposed to’ve had a plan
but can’t think till i figure who i am
are you lost, or are you just another man
sittin’ in my sunshine tryna catch a tan? (glory)

[outro]
glory
glory
sitting in my sunshine
sitting in my sunshine
how brave is tour brave?
how deep is tour grave?

- loyle carner

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