Testo Enjoy The Show - The Weeknd

Testo della canzone Enjoy The Show (The Weeknd), tratta dall'album Hurry Up Tomorrow (Video Album)

Love me (me)
'Cause, baby, I need you (ooh)
Say you'll love me
'Cause, baby, I need you
Whoo (ooh)
Feels like you're a part of me, yeah
And I can't lie, you still get to me
Oh, no, I'm in my feelings, fuck their logic
They can never tear us 'part, we symbiotic
No matter what I tell the world, we always locked in
So I gently tilt my head like my mama always said
And drink it slow, take it slow
I don't got the tolerance like before
You pick me up when I'm low
I'm not violent to my body anymore
And I'm not scared, fuck it, overdose
No one thought I'd make it past 24
And when the curtains call, I hope you mourn
And if you don't, I hope you enjoy the fuckin' show
Let me know, let me know, baby
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Let me be
Let me be
Yeah, ski (whoo)
I can't feel my face anymore
I don't wanna give you any space anymore
I don't wanna feel like I'm alone anymore
I can't live without you, I've been goin' through withdrawals
You my favorite drug, you my favorite drug (ah)
Got me in my feelings, back drinkin' mud
Got me in my feelings, back drinkin' mud
Don't want the drugs, don't want the drugs, oh, no
Got out my feelings, inside my duffel
Come hit the dust with the devil (oh, no)
I'm sayin' a prayer for the rebels
I'm in her mouth like a real one
Ain't doin' no cappin', ain't with all that cappin', ain't nothin' like these rap niggas
I done been 'round the globe fuckin' these hoes, still actin' like a trap nigga
Plus, a bitch brain can't be untamed, I'm like a shootin' star
Take a bump of caviar, surfin' at the baddest broad
Real diamond shinin' dark
Bad bitches, knockin' 'em off
Bad bitches, knockin' 'em off
Bad bitches, knockin' 'em off
I'm in my feelings, Hendrix
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, ski
Whoo
Let me be
Let me be
Like a middle-aged child star, way I'm fuckin' tweakin'
3 a.m. sunset, fryin' like a phoenix
Got a nigga nose sniffin', need a box of Kleenex
Bloated it in my face 'cause the chemicals releasin'
Guess I could be healthy, but I'm tryna find a reason
Trauma's in my life, I've been hesitant to healin'
Take another hit, or my music, they won't feel it
I just wanna die when I'm at my fuckin' peak
And drink it slow, won't drink it slow
I don't want the tolerance anymore
Wanna stay up, fuck the floor
Feel the violence creepin' up, that's for sure
And I'm ready, fuck it, overdose
I don't want to make it past 34
And when the curtains call, I hope you mourn
But if you don't, I hope you enjoyed the fuckin' show
Let me know, let me know, baby



Credits
Writer(s): Mike Dean, Nayvadius Wilburn, Abel Tesfaye, Robert John Richardson, Joshua Lloyd, Lydia Kitto
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