Uchenna, Writer, Engineering Student

Friday, May 15, 2020

Flickered Star - 'Who is your replacement' Jacques Type Beat Prod. Løze

Hope you recall what October was like:
everything I did made you squirm and smile.
Head over heels I thought this was forever--
January comes, we're stuck under winter weather.
You're changing, you're fading, and you're switching sides.
You've left me all barren now I'm left here to decide;
is it really all worth it, do I really like this system?
We were perfect before, why should we be so different?

Don't do this to me--I wish you'd just stop
needlessly questioning my feelings at heart.
You knew this all from the start,
don't act like it's new.
Don't say that it's me and I won't say it's you.

But, boy, oh boy, I love you still, you're so close to my heart.
The closest anyone has been so please don't tear this apart.
The feeling so far, the caring so far, it's so authentic.
I refuse to drop it, I'll carry rocks and you'll see I'm genuine.
Yes, I see the flame, suffocating, dying, I know.
It's still a flickered star, I see what helped us grow.
With a little bit of fanning, some letting go of the past,
I'm sure that we could carry it, I'm sure that it could last.

(Beat 8x)

Hope you recall how December had went:
you spiraled deep and drove yourself into your own deep end.
How could I not notice that you were losing yourself?
Vicariously compensating by denying the help.
Got comfortable with myself, got comfortable with you.
Shoulda known I'd scare you off, just like I always do.
First, you're saying it was okay, you're saying it was cool.
Then you pushed me away and you're leaving me confused.

Don't do this to me--I wish you'd just stop
needlessly questioning my feelings at heart.
You knew all this from the start,
don't act like it's new.
Don't say that it's me and I won't say it's you.

But, boy, oh boy, I loved you still, you were so close to my heart.
The closest anyone had been yet we tore this apart.
The feeling so far, the caring so far, it felt so authentic.
I refused to drop it, now I can't tell if it was genuine.
Yes, I saw the flame, suffocating, dying, I knew.
Still a flickered star, I still saw why we grew.
With a little bit of fanning, some letting go of the past,
I thought we could've carried on. It never would've last.

(Beat 8x)

I can recall how February had gone:
crying every blessed day, fearing you'd move on.
I felt it was me, claimed attachment issues.
But in retrospect, you clearly had something going on too.
One month you're romantic, the next cold and guarded
the next was self-hatred, you pitied your guardians.
You picked yourself up by reframing top to bottom.
I'm sorry I didn't change, I just wanted one more run.

Beat Which Inspired This: Jacquees Type Beat 'Who is your replacement' (0:32-4:17) 

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