Текст песни Falling - Akua Naru

Y'all remember that scene in Love Jones? Remember when, uh,
Darius confronts Savon at the party? *Laughs* I'm paraphrasing,
Really—please forgive me,
But—Savon says something to the extent of—um, yeah, he was like, uh,
You know—"Y'all runnin' around,
Talking about hoppin' and fallin' in love. But somebody, please,
Tell me how to stay there." Mm.
I really feel that, y'all, I—I feel that. For real

Uh, you used to love, put me under spell
Head over head, board over heels, huh, mad real
Bragged about you like Chanté when she had a man
Stretch me in positions, had me feelin' like a rubber band
Sound waves shut down the ceilin' fan
Let me peel my petals back, it exposed who I am, damn
Any instant fell victim to a higher plan
Lifted off the ashes, [?] vivid thoughts and patterns
Rare, lost, out of orbit, stumble
Fall up in the [?] upcourt
God paintin' a portrait of us holdin' hands
Profound thought for mortal man
Before Polaroid or Instagram
I prayed that y'all had a [?]
Used to touch and make me rain over Lovers' Rock
Public path, wouldn't stop and care for the lovers' watch
Under covers, explored my dark [?]
I won the war of your heart
Call me the black Joan of Arc
[?] back arch, throwin' darts
Used to throw it back till you called the cops
You used to love me

(Oh, I'm fallin') Uh, [?] in love for you
(Oh, I'm fallin')
(Used to love me) Fallin' (Yeah)
(You used to love me)
(You said you loved me) (Yeah) Falling, uh
(Said I'm falling) Uh
(Catch me) (Yeah)

Uh, I used to daydream of wedding bells
Wanted you and no one else
Lost in your [?] happy, high as hell
Used to pray we hit the numbers and be livin' well
Now you play [?] shit and reduce me to my lowest self
Releasin' stress via Duracell
Why you sleepin' on the sofa ready to [?] your mail?
Used to jump to make love in the afternoon
Now I got a attitude, try to keep the conversation casual
Uh, ask me the time, swear to God I lose my mind
Start breakin' them shit from '89, plus I pantomime, uh
See me outside, house cold, in slippers, livid
Callin' you all types of niggas, pray nobody upload
A picture, 'nother lovers' feud, of course I'm blamin' you
Was your empress, baby, boo, now I'm female dogs and guarded too
So that fake [?] sister with that whack shit [?]
Imagine myself with that other dude
Brother intense, better cock, better politics
A bigger dictionary on that bookshelf you can't fuck with, uh
A damn shame, and peep how time changed
Used to claim it was made to make this love thing famous
Now we crazy deranged and, Lord, no home trainin'
War with more adrenaline than Power Rangers
Yes, I [?] at another time
Writin' yet another rhyme, competin' with Neruda for the saddest line

You used to love me
We used to
You used to love me
Huh, in and out of love, fallin'
(I'm fallin') (Yeah)
(You use to love me)
(Catch me)
(You used to love me) (Oh I'm, fallin')
(Oh I'm, fallin')
(Love me)
(Oh I'm, fallin') (Said I'm fallin', fallin', fallin' oh)
You used to love me
(Oh I'm, fallin', oh I'm, fallin')
(Oh I'm, fallin')