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WEARY LOVE Video (MV)




Performed By: MIKE
Length: 2:12
Written by: Michael Seander




MIKE - WEARY LOVE Lyrics
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This baby
And you are now listenin'
To a DJ Blackpower production
If I Was you
I would put my seatbelt on
See when I'm with you
I hope you got your seatbelt on
It's about to be a long, long ride

Another track of depth, me with all my past attempts
I know how sad it get, me and my erratic temper
Taking half a step, the screaming make the lashes wetter
I know I have regrets, the grief don't make the action better
Some shit I have to accept, with me I'm there you ask whenever
Try to pack it in, I'm such a bad pretender
Wanna have a glimpse, a dream where we could laugh together
We gotta add the cents, to eat from these bag endeavors
Keep a classic sent, greezy real black Jidenna
Tryna hack offense, it's easy being fast defender
I know that path is tense, no speaking where your ass'll end up
They eat a cash expense, believe they keep the passion censored
I had to ask him this, just seeing if my dad remembered
Like where the glamor went, deceived me thought it last forever
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This baby
And you are now listenin'
To a DJ Blackpower production
If I Was you
I would put my seatbelt on
See when I'm with you
I hope you got your seatbelt on
It's about to be a long, long ride

Another track of depth, me with all my past attempts
I know how sad it get, me and my erratic temper
Taking half a step, the screaming make the lashes wetter
I know I have regrets, the grief don't make the action better
Some shit I have to accept, with me I'm there you ask whenever
Try to pack it in, I'm such a bad pretender
Wanna have a glimpse, a dream where we could laugh together
We gotta add the cents, to eat from these bag endeavors
Keep a classic sent, greezy real black Jidenna
Tryna hack offense, it's easy being fast defender
I know that path is tense, no speaking where your ass'll end up
They eat a cash expense, believe they keep the passion censored
I had to ask him this, just seeing if my dad remembered
Like where the glamor went, deceived me thought it last forever
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Writer: Michael Seander
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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