MC Chic feat. Dhartha & Smokey The Ghost -
When I'm Gone (feat. Dhartha & Smokey the Ghost) - Single
When I'm Gone (feat. Dhartha & Smokey the Ghost)
Every moment I dreamt 'bout the moment I met you
Never no one event to say know what I meant to you
Those eyes cemented the feeling I own
To what extent to say it's a skill that I hone, alone
But it's all fed all the fire within me
Killing me, using me, abusing me na-mean?
Never mean that I would never shower you with love
Blown apart by the state of push-to-the-shove
A couple of letters even special roses I threw
Withered in the deep dark place you put me through
Roses ran red and so did my blood to you
My soul was shattered, broken, battered and bruised to you
But I glued it up and sewed it up for your sake
Didn't take long for this heart to start aching
Through the night never stopped another fight
I was never the right one for you and I
One day I once dropped down on my knees
(On my knees)
(On my knees)
Prayed the Lord for some more sanctity
(Sanctity)
It doesn't matter if he makes it a harder fall
(Fall)
Cause I know one day I'll be standing tall
(Standing tall)
I don't know what I did for this misery
(Misery)
(Yeah)
Led a life of fun and chivalry
(Chivalry)
(Yeah)
Nothing matters when we all fly above
(Above)
Think twice my friend before you fall in love
(Fall in love)
Breaking, tired of breaking
Tired of breaking, tired of breaking
Tired of breaking, breaking
Break, break, break, break
Br-br-break
Hearts are breaking, tired of waiting
Lot of hating what I'm facing is just too much to see
Too much to be what I am
I can't even see the lines of fate on my hand
What strike in a man is a "ideal match" I'm proud to be that
Girl
Why'd you leave?
My hearts torn and I got to weave baby talk to me
When you met your friends you were kissing him
Got back the house you were missing him
But I ain't do any- I ain't listening
Get him out of his house I'm dissing him
I'm questioning
Why you play me dude?
And now you tell him that you love him too?
I'm done with you
I don't care about the money or the fame
You can talk to the hand, like a "Alakazam"
Girl
Hated you
I put my feelings on a catapult
All I want is the love, girl say the truth!
So, I drop my pants, let you play the flute
Let you play the flute!
One day I once dropped down on my knees
Prayed the Lord for some more sanctity
It doesn't matter if he makes it a harder fall
Cause I know one day I'll be standing tall
I don't know what I did for this misery
Led a life of fun and chivalry
Nothing matters when we all fly above
Think twice my friend before you fall in love
Never no one event to say know what I meant to you
Those eyes cemented the feeling I own
To what extent to say it's a skill that I hone, alone
But it's all fed all the fire within me
Killing me, using me, abusing me na-mean?
Never mean that I would never shower you with love
Blown apart by the state of push-to-the-shove
A couple of letters even special roses I threw
Withered in the deep dark place you put me through
Roses ran red and so did my blood to you
My soul was shattered, broken, battered and bruised to you
But I glued it up and sewed it up for your sake
Didn't take long for this heart to start aching
Through the night never stopped another fight
I was never the right one for you and I
One day I once dropped down on my knees
(On my knees)
(On my knees)
Prayed the Lord for some more sanctity
(Sanctity)
It doesn't matter if he makes it a harder fall
(Fall)
Cause I know one day I'll be standing tall
(Standing tall)
I don't know what I did for this misery
(Misery)
(Yeah)
Led a life of fun and chivalry
(Chivalry)
(Yeah)
Nothing matters when we all fly above
(Above)
Think twice my friend before you fall in love
(Fall in love)
Breaking, tired of breaking
Tired of breaking, tired of breaking
Tired of breaking, breaking
Break, break, break, break
Br-br-break
Hearts are breaking, tired of waiting
Lot of hating what I'm facing is just too much to see
Too much to be what I am
I can't even see the lines of fate on my hand
What strike in a man is a "ideal match" I'm proud to be that
Girl
Why'd you leave?
My hearts torn and I got to weave baby talk to me
When you met your friends you were kissing him
Got back the house you were missing him
But I ain't do any- I ain't listening
Get him out of his house I'm dissing him
I'm questioning
Why you play me dude?
And now you tell him that you love him too?
I'm done with you
I don't care about the money or the fame
You can talk to the hand, like a "Alakazam"
Girl
Hated you
I put my feelings on a catapult
All I want is the love, girl say the truth!
So, I drop my pants, let you play the flute
Let you play the flute!
One day I once dropped down on my knees
Prayed the Lord for some more sanctity
It doesn't matter if he makes it a harder fall
Cause I know one day I'll be standing tall
I don't know what I did for this misery
Led a life of fun and chivalry
Nothing matters when we all fly above
Think twice my friend before you fall in love
Credits
Writer(s): Karthik Ramesh
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