Krispy Loyle Carner (Ft. Rebel Kleff)
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[Intro: Rebel Kleff]
It's weird, man, I feel like I can't play. It's weird, man
Every now and then like - I'm like playing and it's like "what?"
I'm actually
[Verse 1: Loyle Carner]
I ain't seen you for a minute, wonder what for
Only really chilling when we're on tour
Even then there's something different, I feel unsure
If you look at me and still believe I should've done more
Before your brothers on the top floor
Or before another show is just a dumb chore
We'd lay awake at yours dreaming of an encore
And laugh at all the things that we would say when we won awards
Course money was the source
I've never known nothing like the force
To rip a bond apart, shred it out its course
Now two best friends who shared the torch barely talk
And if we do it's mostly money not remorse
And yo, I know there's nothing funny 'bout divorce
But if this shit has really run its course
I want you to know that all of mine's all of yours
Uh, all of yours
[Bridge: Loyle Carner]
Still remember your mum buying me the flat pack mattress?
Sleeping on your floor?
It's weird, man, I feel like I can't play. It's weird, man
Every now and then like - I'm like playing and it's like "what?"
I'm actually
[Verse 1: Loyle Carner]
I ain't seen you for a minute, wonder what for
Only really chilling when we're on tour
Even then there's something different, I feel unsure
If you look at me and still believe I should've done more
Before your brothers on the top floor
Or before another show is just a dumb chore
We'd lay awake at yours dreaming of an encore
And laugh at all the things that we would say when we won awards
Course money was the source
I've never known nothing like the force
To rip a bond apart, shred it out its course
Now two best friends who shared the torch barely talk
And if we do it's mostly money not remorse
And yo, I know there's nothing funny 'bout divorce
But if this shit has really run its course
I want you to know that all of mine's all of yours
Uh, all of yours
[Bridge: Loyle Carner]
Still remember your mum buying me the flat pack mattress?
Sleeping on your floor?
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