文本歌词

ENEMIES - Amir Obe
Written by：Amir Obeid/El-Madhi Ahmed
Baby you a beautiful stress
I don't got a cigarette yes
I just got a match and a fuse
Burnin' out I'ma use it on you
I could really use a distraction
I been really used to you askin'
I could really use a real one
I feel for you you ain't never feel enough feel enough
Young love we pretend we not numb
Molly in the smart water 'til we go dumb
If it's feelin' low I'm gonna say this
Never really mean it when we say we both done no
Real you when you show up
Real me and you grow up
Ain't no real love ain't no real love
Ain't no real love ain't no real love
Ain't no real love
It's okay it's okay now
But we don't know
I feel the same now
It's okay it's okay now
It's okay it's okay now
But we don't know
I feel the same now
It's okay now
Yeah I take the blame for the come up come up
I take the blame for the drama drama
I take the blame for the jealousy jealousy
I take the blame for your enemies
Yeah I take the blame for the pain love pain love
I take the blame it ain't the same love same love
I take the blame for the jealousy jealousy
I take the blame for your enemies
Yeah eaaah
I don't even know what to say
Pull up to the crib with some roses
Make up still running down ur face
Cause you were still dealin' with emotions
My good intentions go to waste
Gettin' caught up where the hoes is
Yo whatever happened to the flame
'Cause me and you was looking like the closest yeah yeah