Текст песни Tell më - Yeat

Flyin' 'round the world (woah-ah), married to the game
Bitch, do a frame, yeah, I ain't gonna change
Tell me what else, tell me a tale
It's easier to scream, I'll send ya straight to ─
I love ─, Hell on earth
It's a burnt smell
As far as I can tell
Get deeper than a well
I don't wish you well, yeah, I don't give a ─
Yeah, richer than the world
Got this new kind of money
You should see these new bills
You wouldn't know any better
I just put it all together, send a note to a letter
Write my sins off, yeah, no blood better
Turn the wheel to the left, right, not better
Go and be a fake ─, yeah, being real's not better
I can tell a couple lies, yeah, and you can't tell I mislead 'em
Look me in the eyes, don't tell me what you see
And I ran up then tweaked, it knock ya off ya feet
I been out for weeks, yeah, it get easier for me
But don't tell me, "Go help yourself", you can go and die
Do what you want, I won't hold a gun (I won't hold a grudge)
But imagine me there with a dead-blank stare
I was tryna warn you, but it seem like you don't care
And it's fine, that's fair, yeah, I would never care
I don't need to see, yeah, I don't need to hear
I don't wanna talk to you, yeah, I don't want you near
I never would care, you said, "Life ain't fair"
It's fair enough to me, I'ma let you feel free (yeah)
And I do it better, so I know that you could feel (yeah)
I do it for me, I 'on't do it for you, and it's cool
Lotta' baggage to unpack, and it's cool
I can't go back on my word, 'cause that'd be rude
Yeah, I like being disrespectful and that's cool
I'ma break you apart and feed the fish for food
We live in the dark, live on the moon
I guess two-zero-nine-three is not for you

(Only thing I need from ya)
(To give me thanks)
(I wish you would feel like me)
(I wish you could see like me)
(And there's more to life than that)
(And there's more to life than this)
(And I'll tell you that now)
(Now I want you to feel)
(Everything's new)

Eat a organ, you live forever
Yeah, I was born to live forever
Forever
Don't you feel good? You say you feel good
(Good) I'ma let you cry (good, good)
I'ma let you die
You know the ship's tight
And it's more than just me
It's more that you see
And it's more that you feel
Pay more just to feel
Clinging on the sheets, fallin' down for weeks
History repeats