Testo Pitiful - Apollo Brown
Testo della canzone Pitiful (Apollo Brown), tratta dall'album This, Is Not That
Tormented by the voices, regretting some of my choices
Tell me how you give me life, I give you poison? (How?)
How you provide enough to ensure my survival (survival)
And how I try to judge you like it's my name that's in the Bible (uh-uh)
That was wretched of me, pitiful, how dare I be so critical?
We'll put some extra cut in it, you cut my umbilical (cut my umbilical)
Ridicule, you get high, I feel like I ain't shit to you
Miserable, couldn't see I really mean the world to you (couldn't see)
Serving you, being disrespectful, even swung on you
Got mad and pulled a knife on you
Wishing that you had a gun on you
'Cause some things I gotta live with really weigh a lot
Prolly gon' weigh tenfold when you not around (not around)
Thinking of it now, I know I could drown easily (so easily)
Dread to face today, pray for me if I reach to see that time come to pass (pray)
'Cause I ain't up to task (pray), you my motherfuckin' hardship
My mind might collapse, I'm so pitiful (pitiful), so pitiful (aha)
Way beyond pitiful
I'm talking pitiful
Feel like I ain't shit to you (no)
Being pitiful
I will pity you
No, no, no, pitiful
Tormented by your memory, sitting here wishing you was next to me (next to me)
How you give me love but I become the enemy (how?)
Toxic energy like you was just another casualty
Haphazardly walking out of your life so casually (casually)
Like you never truly held me down a day in your life
All I gave you was pain but all you gave me was right
Shoulda made you my wife, but you should spit in my face
I shoulda gave you my best instead I came with disgrace
Any excuses I could make fall short of justification (they always do)
We're just an ingrate elated with new-found validation
Impatient to denigrate something potentially so sacred
Secretly afraid of pain, making you carry the weight of my past anguish
I'm wildin', feeling like I'm really out here stylin' (what?)
Denying what I know is real, I really ain't about shit (nah)
Childish when you someone I coulda had a child with
Instead, I'm feeling you in doubt, my love you better off without it, nah
That was pitiful, nah
I'm talking pitiful, so pitiful
I understand why I ain't shit to you, I get it
Truthfully I'm beyond pitiful
So pitiful
Woah, woah
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Writer(s): Erik Stephens
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