Ill Thoughtz - Hate Sleeping Alone [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse]
Stressed out so I'm drinking more/
I had my thoughts/ so you know I over think it more/
But you can never seem to be for sure/
No matter how mad you would get/ I can't proceed the door/
And you can't even spend a week without me/
These women bad so you know they known to beam it at me/
We fuss and fight it always seems that you screaming at me/
We so confused that I don't think they ever seen us happy/
Red wine over fair time/
Shout out the women who be there when its bed time/
Your story's told/ So I think its time I said mine/
They in our business like the front page headline/
Just quit putting up a front/
You in a war wit your self/ cause you don't know what you want/
And I'm tripping/ and I'm tripping/ cause you left me in a slump/
We can solve this over wine/ and a few exotic blunts/
But I hate you and you hate me most/
Then I see you/ Then I see you/
And it makes it worst/
I try to play it off/like it doesn't hurt/
Don't know if I wanna kiss you/
Or see you in a hearse/
To every story there are two sides/
A few true tales/buried in many lies/
There still love I failed to emphasize/
But you tripping like you never got your shoes tied/
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