Crying - Roots Manuva

Try to tell I’m paranoid

Try to tell me don’t do this

Try to tell me I lost my way

Try to tell me it’s foolish

Try to tell me about life itself when none of you people know me

But the life I seen been cut short

Death don’t go so slowly

When you’re losing life like I lose

Ain’t no wonder why I’m a user

It’s no excuse when I keep myself elusive

I got good juices

To keep myself exclusive

Never take it personal when I don’t return your call

All the peeps in this world want favours

And I just can’t do them all

Damn right that’s the life I choose

If you’re a friend indeed then it won’t be news to you

(I'm crying for the day)

Crying x16

Semi-isolation

Trying to come to my senses

With a sixth sense that don’t make no sense and oh shit that’s expensive

What I mean what I meant to mean is this world cannot be trusted

When I look inside my head and find it so disgusting

I speak to myself and myself say: go cause some disruption

I’m a rich man, I’m a poor man

I can’t take no more man

My mind’s on the floor man

I’m a man a man with a strong in my hand

Over stand, understand

It just might be wrong in my hand

Don’t belong in my hand till I hand it back

Tooled up with a bottle with a handicap

Black, butt naked with a genital complex

Absorbed by getting absorbed by the context

I’m crying for the day

Crying x16 (crying for the day)

You crying?

Aww.

You’re crying