Lyrics Sweet Baby Borderline - Gregory Nichols

You're going to die
You're going to die
You are going to die

Aren't you glad you're
Loving me (You) loving me
You loving me, You loving me
You loving me, you loving me

(Alright, Yo)
Sweet Baby Borderline, my tears are sublime, I done Came to my senses
You never wanted to stay with Ole Greg, you're swinging for fences
I done bounced around like 22 Ounces, 29 inches
Been looking for love in a word that's too cold, Ice on my lenses
When depression strikes, my world gets pitch black, Dark & defenseless
Been known to walk the streets With no gat, consequences
Look like, me at seven years old, Talking to Princess
Telling her who done felt me and where, God do ya hear me
Where did we go wrong? Is my family's song, Trauma, what is it
The "shuck and jive" nature effects all of us children
But surely he, Boy, Gregory, name read like kismet
Would grow to tell all that I saw, felt, and mention
Was ridiculed any time that I cried, Sensitive-natured
I Ain't ever talk or meet with no friends, My behavior
It Kept me isolated & scared, loner by Danger
Was it many a times that a brother was picked on, bullied, and labored
My Dad was stuck, off and on drugs, trying his bestest
My Sister was slaving, straight A's, pushing a Lexus
My Momma sick, her son a disgrace, Cancer, the nexus
"You was ready to die as she fought to live?", my Epiplexis
A human being that ruins all things, sentence Complexes
When my mom was bed-written, one time I burnt up her breakfast
She looked me in my eye and said "stress and cancer's connected"
Before I cried, I replied-

I know it's hard
Loving Me (you) Loving Me (you)
Loving Me, I know it's hard
Loving Me (you) Loving Me (you)
Loving Me
Now aren't you glad you're
Loving Me (you) Loving Me (you)
Loving Me (aren't you glad you're)
Loving Me (you) Loving Me (you)
Loving Me (you) (fight through my pain, look!)

I know it's hard loving me
This goes to all friends, partners, collectives
In love, I Bury my joy with old guilt, loosing perspective
Afraid of any form of support, anxious-reflexive
I'm afraid to ask, but "Do you Love me?", "Are we connected?"
In a state of mind that would welcome abuse, Yes baby hurt me
You ain't gotta drop the fries for me to catch a Mcflurry
Just how the earth spins on my axis, Jesus I worry
Could anyone begin to hold me, am I too blurry?
When the way that I move is mad trauma-based, Lovers be leaving
When you walking away It feels like my dad, cyclical grieving
Then all of a sudden y'all start to move on, and Greggy's the reason
It's almost if this love is a lie, Maybe a demon
My love goes bust on every bus, I huff and puff
Now they fuss, cause I live in fear of basic trust
It's robust, the way that I dodge the basic rush
Feeling such, my heart lays in pools of blood and puss
So I just, sit back and observe such wickedness
Though It's just, when you leave it brings my tears to dust
Now I gush, I'm ready to die to prove to us
That I must, live within a prayer, deliverance
Now I stunt, wishing I had died with love for once
Took the brunt, Toss it on my side, I swing, I bunt
Kissed the ball, Laughter and applause, I cries for months
(Nah'Mean?)

(I know it's) Do ya' Love me?
Loving Me, you Loving Me, you
Loving Me, I know it's hard
Loving Me (you)
Loving Me (you) Loving Me
Now aren't you glad you're (Do Ya' Love me?)
Loving me, you
Loving me you
Loving me you
(Now aren't you glad you're?)

Baby
Do You love me?
(Ah, Ah, Ah!)

Not Loving yourself
Not Loving yourself
Not Loving yourself (I know it's hard)
Not Loving yourself
Not Loving yourself
Not Loving yourself (I know it's Hard)
Not Loving yourself
Not Loving yourself
Not Loving yourself (I know it's hard)
Not Loving yourself
Not Loving yourself
Not Loving yourself (I know it's Hard)