Текст песни TELESTO - J P Rose , Feux

Babe I'm just tryna write a song
These games are getting kinda long
Tryna make me not carry on
You know I'm comfy on my own
Give me my space now
Coz this shit's getting kind of long
And even as I write this song
Don't think this shit will carry on
Tryna spend time on my own

Take it back to the days I was hunting
Let's go back to times it was fun and
The youth today better call mayday 'cause that shit's a conundrum
I'm just tryna make this soul, babe please take it slow
Coz shit my heart's so cold, oh, please just let me go
Sorry about the dead vibes
My fault I feel dead right inside
I write my mind for some peace of mind
I write light so I shine
But I just can't show this love at all
Put it under the rug and I'm standing tall
Coz these messed up times when I land a fall
I resort to making music it's powerful
And look where I'm at
In a good place, in a good state of mind
Tryna be the best that I can in this time
Don't know who to trust so I leave that behind
No signs of feelings, I gotta deal with the shit
I just gotta deal with the shit

Yeah all this fighting's long
What's the difference from the right and the wrong?
Yeah I know you'll like this song
But I think our time's now done
All this fighting's long
What's the difference from the right and the wrong?
Yeah I know you'll like this song
But we're done

Give me my space now, yeah
Coz this shit's getting kind of long
And even as I write this song
Don't think this shit will carry on
Tryna spend time on my own

Why don't we take it back to where we started
Before you make it bad and I'm departed
Talk about all of the times when you were laughing
And walk around all of the places we were dancing
Did you forget about the times that we built this on
You're moving militant
You're tryna kill the fun
Got me jotting down the rhymes hoping this'll live on
Now I'm billing one up
Like are you feeling me huh? uh

I know it comes from a real place
Insecurities getting the better of you nowadays
But I'm here for you
I know you're visualising living in a mansion with the bills paid
And I can do that for you
Just give me a time and a place
So no fighting today
And then I'll stay

Babe I'm just tryna write a song
These games are getting kinda long
Tryna make me not carry on
You know I'm comfy on my own
Give me my space now
Coz this shit's getting kind of long
And even as I write this song
Don't think this shit will carry on
Tryna spend time on my own