More songs by Robyn Florence
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Description
Producer: Davy Lourenburg
Producer: Robyn Florence Ainsworth
Composer: Robyn Florence Ainsworth
Composer: Davy Lourenburg
Lyrics and translation
Original
Grief in a moment.
Stuck in the motion. All the emotion.
I'm a crybaby.
I want a notion of your emotion. Feed me your potion.
Wanna try, baby.
Why you being mean for? Tell me how you feel, release me.
Push me to the brink. It's crazy how you think you see me.
Fuck communication. Where is our foundation, baby?
Phases of my grief. Give me some relief, I'm begging.
Right.
So listen, honey, baby, we can have a conversation.
I love you like my touch and my words of affirmation. I've been making friends and I've been making strangers.
But we could get a little better, babe.
And have I put you in a difficult position? Or are you unequipped to handle my admission?
You hurt my feelings, my heart, and my ego. So moving forward, where the hell do we go?
Let's go a little late. I know that we could talk it out tonight. I get it now.
Ain't easy to be wrong. But ain't it easier to know that we belong here?
Do you really know me? Thinking that I'd be so messy.
Push me to the brink. It's crazy how you think you see me.
Fuck communication. Where is our foundation, baby?
Phases of my grief. Give me some relief, I'm begging.
What does it mean? What does it mean, babe?
What could it be? What could it be?
What does it mean? What does it mean, babe?
What could it be? What could it be?
I imagine knowing every way that you were blaming on me. Oh, as if you didn't know me.
As if you didn't know me.
I know it ain't healthy, but I'm caught up in the way you love me. No, as if you didn't know me.
As if you didn't know me.
Did you forget to know me?
Or did you ever know me?
Did you forget to know me?
Now you'll never know me.
English translation
Grief in a moment.
Stuck in the motion. All the emotion.
I'm a crybaby.
I want a notion of your emotion. Feed me your potion.
Wanna try, baby.
Why you being mean for? Tell me how you feel, release me.
Push me to the brink. It's crazy how you think you see me.
Fuck communication. Where is our foundation, baby?
Phases of my grief. Give me some relief, I'm begging.
Right.
So listen, honey, baby, we can have a conversation.
I love you like my touch and my words of affirmation. I've been making friends and I've been making strangers.
But we could get a little better, babe.
And have I put you in a difficult position? Or are you unequipped to handle my admission?
You hurt my feelings, my heart, and my ego. So moving forward, where the hell do we go?
Let's go a little late. I know that we could talk it out tonight. I get it now.
Ain't easy to be wrong. But ain't it easier to know that we belong here?
Do you really know me? Thinking that I'd be so messy.
Push me to the brink. It's crazy how you think you see me.
Fuck communication. Where is our foundation, baby?
Phases of my grief. Give me some relief, I'm begging.
What does it mean? What does it mean, babe?
What could it be? What could it be?
What does it mean? What does it mean, babe?
What could it be? What could it be?
I imagine knowing every way that you were blaming on me. Oh, as if you didn't know me.
As if you didn't know me.
I know it ain't healthy, but I'm caught up in the way you love me. No, as if you didn't know me.
As if you didn't know me.
Did you forget to know me?
Or did you ever know me?
Did you forget to know me?
Now you'll never know me.