This song is meant to bring hope to those that are struggling, whilst encouraging them to tap into their authenticity, deal with their struggles – of which they are not alone in facing – head-on.
[Intro]
I'm tired of it
Bruv
These social media games
And people changing up
Genuine relationships so hard to find
I know your journey may have been rough
I'm tired of all the fake
So lets do real
We really do this so
Sit back and enjoy the ride
You're not alone I feel your pain
We're gunna take you for a journey on this one
[Chorus]
Pain eternal
Internal pain suffered
Who's tired?
Who's tired?
Who's tired of screaming I need some help?
Who's tired?
Who's tired of feeling that no-one cares?
That no-one understands the pain of it
Tell me, what's the aim of this?
I need some help
Pain internal
Eternal pain suffered
[Verse]
I need some help
Listen bruv
Let's just talk for a while
Hear me out
These last few days rolling by meant nothing
How do I escape?
I feel like nothing
They stuck in a game they bluffing
I'm bluffing too
My smiles could never truly hide my pain
Tell me, what's your aim?
Coz you spent time on drunken days
And drunken nights
And still can't escape the pain of this
Trust that all these games they burn us all
But the fire never punishing enough for you
To change your ways
What's the aim of this love?
The game they love to hate
The game that no-one ever finishes unscathed
I refuse to be a player
I take control
Put my controller down
It's over
Maybe tonight we could be sober
And heal from all the scars that keep on peeling
Coz for a while I forgot my heart could feel
Or maybe its just me
And no-one understands the pain of it
Don't hate the player
Hate the game they say
Are they not one and the same?
This game will send me to heaven
Cuh I can't take this no more
It don't play favorites this sport
And no-one seems to understand the aim of it
I know for one I'm tired of feeling like no-one cares
Like
Why I gotta act cool when I know I'm cool my trueself?
They shelf their feelings on a wall of pretense
To me it makes no sense how they walk in fake
Rather than walk in faith
That I won't be as stupid as the one before clearly was
I find it stupid that you choose to add to a stupid pile
Of ignorant people
When your first steps towards building something new and special
Is to walk in denial of the fact you even care in the first place
You move like vulnerability has been plagiarised
(Why we play these games, games?)
And you can't take its form so you become a new shape
Throw shade
Two-faced to yourself
Deny you care
Contribute to the pain of it
It's like no-one understands the aim of this
It's love
True love
What's this generation?
Caught up in a social media craze
Bunch of social media fakes
Fake sells these days
Fate wanted more for you and I
For us to prosper
Prosperity to multiply
It's like no-one understands the aim of this
I'm tired
I'm tired of this generation
Like
No-one understands the pain of this fakeness
Who you fooling?
When does it end?
What's the value of authenticity?
Genunity?
Can we try it?
[Bridge]
It's like no-one understands the aim of this
Tell me what's the aim of this
I need some help
How aren't you tired of living two lives?
Coz i'm tired of dealing with it
You and who you pretend to be
Find yourself
We're born for greatness on this side
I refuse to live a lesser life
I'm tired
I'm tired
[Pre-Chorus]
I don't know how long I can take this for
It's like no-one understands the aim of this
I'm tired
[Chorus]
Who's tired of screaming I need some help?
Who's tired?
And who's tired of feeling that no-one cares?
Who's tired?
That no-one understands the pain of it
Can someone tell me, what's the aim of this?
Like what you even aiming for?
(2021 the rise of the lyricist)
Keep grinding
Pain eternal
Eternal pain suffered
(We spend so much time playing these stupid stupid games)
And no-one
I'm tired
And no-one understands the pain of it
[Outro]
Can somebody
Tell me what's the aim of this?
I don't know
Had love now I need some help
I need some help I had some love
And no-one understands the pain of it
They're all on some stupid games
I guess all I got is myself
And no-one understands the pain of it
Eternal pain suffered
Fake $ell$ These Days. was written by Emeka.
Fake $ell$ These Days. was produced by ThatKidGoran.
Emeka released Fake $ell$ These Days. on Tue Nov 30 2021.