Preferred Band/Artist: AKA
Verse 1:
Familiar face, foreign city
all the girls, eager, pretty
this is truth
you can't fight air
you crossed your heart
and laid it bare
cussed me out
I know you care
you don't like church
but I've seen you there
hands together, soaking wet
seeking all you thought you'd get
I'm not that guy, not a saviour
inside jobs, calling favours
let's go home it's getting late
watch us try to outrun fate
Chorus:
Why do superstars
have the shortest lives
why do legends die
and will I survive?
Are we entertainers?
or does this contain us?
am I messenger? An artist?
or am I just famous
Verse 2:
Remember high school games
local cyphers
made up names, trend deciders
Backstreet Boys, grown men, alphas
we were them, ghost face riders
I knew a boy, who knew himself
and the way he spoke, made us see his wealth
some people are so poor
all they have is money
and some are so confused
every joke is funny.
I like the night
my baby loves the morning
we fight the fights
‘till twilight falls in
I see her brown skin
my heart goes on a journey
I've got that light skin
that makes the ladies naughty
I let the light in, cause darkness isn't for me.
this isn't lightening, I’m the storm that came in
Chorus
Why do superstars
have the shortest lives
why do legends die
and will I survive?
Are we entertainers?
or does this contain us?
am I messenger? An artist?
or am I just famous
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