Oh darling I'm crazy after all all these years years Bitterblue, Bitterblue Breaking up is hard to do Bitterblue you know that I'm too Proud to cry I can't take my eyes off you And that's no way to say goodbye I'll take the train to nowhere This love is a sacrifice

It might be over soon, soon, soon Where you gonna look for confirmation? And if it's ever gonna happen So as I'm standing at the station It might be over soon (All All these years years) There I find you marked in constellation (two, two) There isn't ceiling in

We're in love Lay us down Whether near or far I am always yours Any change in time We are young again In these these coming years years Many things will change But the way I feel

These will be the years years The lights will all all appear But now they're mine The sun hits like a bullet of faith And then suddenly I'm wide awake Fake bliss, our apologies made Was an enemy with no escape My hands were tied

1985, I arrived 33 years years, damn, I'm grateful I survived We wasn't s'posed to get past 25 Jokes on you motherfucker, we alive All All these niggas popping now is young Everybody say the music that they make is dumb I remember I was 18 Money, pussy, parties, I

These will be the years years The lights will all all appear But now they're mine The sun hits like a bullet of faith And then suddenly I'm wide awake Fake bliss, our apologies made Was an enemy with no escape My hands were tied So grab on to desire and run away

Suffering overdue So many years years In the end, We find what's true There's something sick inside these these walls Your loss of mind has come and called

Resolutions, baby they come and go Will I do any of these these things? The answers probably no If there's one thing I must do, despite my greatest fears I'm gonna say to you, I felt all all of these these years I'm gonna tell you how I feel Next year, things are gonna

It might be over soon, soon, soon Where you gonna look for confirmation? And if it's ever gonna happen So as I'm standing at the station It might be over soon (All All these years years) There I find you marked in constellation (two, two) There isn't ceiling in

Ten years years and runnin', we came up from the basement This what you all all been waitin' for, ain't it? Rap game owe me, I been waitin' for the payment All All these little rappers come and go, wonder where they went This what you all all been waitin' for ain't it?