Music: Kadeem Clarke-Samuel
Can't help it, Angry, I won't move
No
You're supposed to be here
Maybe it's selfish, I just can't lose
No, no
Guess love ain't fair
Seems like you've already long gone
And the night train still aint come
Seems like you've already
Found yours, yours
Will the night train wait for us
I can't seem to focus
I can't seem to focus
I can't seem to focus
I can't seem to focus
I Can't seem to
Ahead of myself
With this off-side rule
I booked this room
With a view and an infinity pool
Breaststroke, did a length
Post the pictures to prove
You didn't clock my IG story
Only did that for you
Who's distracting you
I try not to feed into
This narrative of fear based
On comparisons and challenge
How I'm acting
Get comfortable with unknowns
I can't look at what we built
And now call it our second home
I've got pictures on a stick
But remove them up from my phone, yeah
Yeah, They had to go
But not for sure, yeah
I see a lot of you and me
Like I'm looking in mirrors
How can you hold somebody's heart
That's a lot to consider
We know there's one thing in the way
And that one thing could kill us
All these inner dialogues
In my head finna finish
I'm just cautious with my care
Now they call me a cynic
Now I've joined the cue
Of heartbreaks and pitiful gimmicks
Booked a ticket with BA
And I kept it the distance
Took another selfie like
I'm on dates with these dinners
But it's me and my self-conscious
With nobody listening