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wxz - letter to sasha كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
dayon on the beat
yeah, wxz, yeah

[verse 1: wxz]
feels like super villains and villains in pavilions are tryna stop me
they claim to be fly yet i step on ’em
they must be flying carpets
aspired mind games and drier pockets
and then i… i attack from behind and say “surprise puppets”
i’m like a genie in a bottle – hennessey bottles
i need my piece and a mic yo’ – desperado
and now these streets full of sorrow – but tell me, how cold?
the type of being that’d borrow the enemy’s motto
i tried my best but my best wasn’t that much
you set this bed of lies in this comfortable mattress
but i gave you the world and you gave me the atlas
this love is blind but it over fuels my bad temper
and i… i wish i’d talk to you more, and i wish you were divorced
‘cause i still got those magazines as my remedy
as i ram in deep in this abyss with a damaged larynx
ease – its best to see i was left to bleed in agony
those tartrazine eyes of majesty and thy melodies
time never heals, time for me to leave
my psyche’s in deed dying rapidly
i’d better k!ll my empathy ‘fore it gets me k!lled
so i just

[chorus: alessia]
i just sit and watch me bleed
moist with tears down on my knees
all my fears that i just harbour like cold water on my feet
evangeline
i destroy everything i touch
i keep on hurting beings i love
and my life’s a horror, it’s far from over
we’ve met but you don’t remember me (yeah)

[verse 2: wxz]
dear sasha
this is my second letter since autumn
i got your numbers but thought writing is better than calling
but truth is, we don’t even share that much in common
i wouldn’t label myself as a fan
i beg your pardon, i just love you more than myself
and i hate that, and this push – pull, my heart’s a conveyor belt
oh well, i’m just tryna dusty my shelves
and all those books that i’ve read
oh well, the tears that i’ve wept? you wouldn’t understand
i grew up in a city so cold – city of gold
used to be city of dreams but now its city of hope
and prison’s just a hurdle, fears just a word
so scream just to get heard
well, screaming will get you hurt
‘cause i’ve also threatened a life
won a gun fight with a knife
only made it in twice, not easy as described
the inner peace is deprived
and the only thing that’s suffice is your bitter will to survive
‘cause you’re bittersweet and unrivalled

[verse 3: wxz]
this is my second year sober
this a regretful soul but kinda thankful to know that
you were always there with all of us
and all you’ve done us is good
your voice has changed all the hood
you’ve burnt out all of the crude
traded the glocks for some books
you’ve raised all those bad children
you’ve saved all those rape victims
you’ve made all those slack women
behave and go for their ambitions
oh well, the goal is to listen
tryna fight this addiction
maybe i’m stuck in a fiction milking from war with the system
backstabbers stab me in the back and say “hi”
and expect me to pull the knife from my back
and cut ‘em a slice off my pie
but how can he be a thug poet?
k!lling with his shakespeares
well, don’t shoot the messenger, shoot his reindeers rive

[chorus: alessia and wxz]
i just sit and watch me bleed
moist with tears down on my knees
all my fears that i just harbour like cold water on my feet
evangeline
i destroy everything i touch
i keep on hurting beings i love
and my life’s a horror, it’s far from over
we’ve met but you don’t remember me

yeah, yeah, we’ve met but you don’t remember me
yeah, yeah, we’ve met but you don’t remember me
yeah, yeah, we’ve met but you don’t remember me
yeah, yeah, we’ve met but you don’t remember me

- wxz

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