Sea Shells

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Loyle Carner - Rap, UK Rap

Sea Shells

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[Intro] So when sea shells we saw So when sea shells we saw (Verse 1) A lot of laughs, don't start when the puddle parts The hearts break and partake through a double dance I was under charm, trusting in that arm of her Last but first, still I stumbled through the troubled chance So ask me and ask this instead of prying Denying, lying, definitely something I keep my pride in I'm spying through keyholes and more So when sea shells we saw for her knickers[?] till they're dragging on the floor It's raw, raw, rotten to the core The Granny Smith, sitting back and sniff 'till she's banging on the door, "Let me in" I promised I'd be better by the sunlight You and me, a cup of tea, I'm cured, I'm the one right? I turn my back, and pressed it flat into the oak We spoke, arguing about the ways I couldn't cope From the lies, to the smoke, to the blinds and the hope That would bury in the very thing, my mind wouldn't bloat[?] I couldn't do it, move[?] the truest soul, let the foolish roll Unlocking the door, I was thinking "Should I do this though?" No, wait, yes forget the stress Open up my fucking arms and pressed her breast to my chest (Verse 2) Plain sailing, for a week, maybe two at best? Indiscrepancies, I noticed I was too impressed Her body blessed with this new beginning Mist clearing from her lungs, pinker tongue And a truthful vision Truly different, what she had me believing Misleading, plotting seeds in the treason that I was feeling Till I'm kneeling at her feet, claiming it's me My heart was freezing But you're the only reason, I'm still breathing The very same evening I heard this little sound it got me vex It was her phone, it was a text Should I check or should I leave it on the desk Now she was out, so I was waiting But then I heard this other vibration Picked it up, it read "Meet me at the station x" One kiss, thought, bun this I gripped my Kicks and I was pacing My mind racing, it seems I've tried patience More stress now the only thing left, is try 'scapin' Had to do, I lost the truest soul, let the foolish roll Unlocking the door, I was thinking "Should I do this though?" No, wait, yes it's for the best So I packed up my bags and I left

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  • Loyle Carner