Iron (ft Babylon) - Blu
Lyrics: Iron, Supreme Boi Composer: Supreme Boi, Simo, Gizmo Album: Blu Year: 2015
A long time passed and I changed a lot too Even before that “What am I doing while living” came to my mind I don’t even know it I don’t care about anything babe Yes, I’m always that kind of guy The only think I gained was guilt It ends with the break of dawn I have nothin’ our pictures Your number, texts, I deleted them all The clothes and shoes you bought Even the ring you made, nothing left I know that I am a bad guy Even when you’re beside me I’m still lonely While I’m pretending to love, my eyes looking into your eyes are shivering There is no guilt
When the time passes, you will fade away slowly It’s okay if you curse me, I am a bad guy after all It’s like when you pretend to smoke, you blow it even when you can’t see it You will throw me away too, I am that type
Now its quiet, you’re not here The feelings we used to share are now gone The excuses I gave are all punishments Like the dining table you set are all spilled Shit, you’re not here Now its shh, you’re not here The feelings we used to share are now Like the dining table you set, are all spilled
Yeah I’m your nightmare nightmare Easy to bend like a reed I am like a parasite in your life Like a straw plugged off your nape it’s like that Different from the past, easy to get off the fame Now all the ladies are getting surgery In the midst of all that they suffered when it’s night But I don’t hate it, it is sweet Using my memories of you And get famous by selling your stories Somehow the stories your friends talk about me behind our backs Yes, it is true even for a hundred times Now shut up, I’m living just well The fact that you and I met should be false Our situation ain’t no drama scene No drama scene drama scene
When the time passes, you will fade away slowly It’s okay if you curse me, I am a bad guy after all It’s like when you pretend to smoke, you blow it even when you can’t see it You will throw me away too, I am that type
Now its quiet, you’re not here The feelings we used to share are now gone The excuses I gave are all punishments Like the dining table you set are all spilled Shit, you’re not here Now its shh, you’re not here The feelings we used to share are now Like the dining table you set, are all spilled
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