Autumn Leaves (Letra)
If you leave this time I fear that you’ll be gone for good
So I hold on like leaves and fall to what is left
Said her father left her young and
He said he’ll be back with that same
Song that you just said you’ll stay forever with
It seems that all the autumn leaves are falling
I feel like you’re the reason for it
All the things you do
All the things you do
All the things you do
All the things you do
All the things you do
It seems that you’re the only reason for it
I’ve been bleeding in your silence
I feel safer in your violence
I hold on like leaves in fall to what is left
Before I sleep I talk to God
Must be mad with me it’s coming
I’m confused, who I’ll spend my forever with?
It seems that all the autumn
Leaves are falling
I feel like you’re the reason for it
All the things you do
All the things you do
All the things you do
All the things you do
All the things you do
So the iceberg never broke
And I poked at it and I poked at it and I poked at it
And I poke (and I poke) and I poked at it
But it stayed stagnant then I poked at it some more (some more)
And in my notepad, man I wrote (and I wrote)
If I don’t have it, if I don’t grab it
If it don’t chip then a toe tag is, one last
I’mma hope (I’mma hope) so the iceberg don’t float (don’t float)
If I do manage to do damage to you dammit
It’d be grand, it’s ten grammies or my granite still standing
With a note (with a note) that read ”granted, don’t you panic”
When you make mistakes the most (the most)
One day it’ll make you grow (you grow)
When you outlandish and you lose manners
To God you shall consult (consult)
When the bright cameras are still cramming
In your face and it provoke (provoke)
You to act manic, just stay planted
Cause you reapin’ what you sowed
Keep positivity in your heart and (and)
Keep a noose from ‘round your throat and (and)
When you get mad and when you poke at it
When you poke it at just know, man
The iceberg is a reflection of you when you re-new your vision
Just think if it had sunk Titanic, what the fuck would it do to a critic, my nigga?
Yeah, yeah, tell me, when doves cry do you hear ‘em love?
(Do you hear ‘em love? Do you hear ‘em?)
And if my ship go down tell me who will abort?
And they won’t let me live even when remorse that I give
When it gon’ rejoice and forgive, tell me how I stay positive
When they never see good in me
Even though I got hood in me
Don’t mean he won’t redeem me, Lord
It seems that all the autumn
Leaves are falling
I feel like you’re the reason for it
All the things you do
All the things you do
All the things you do
All the things you do
All the things you do
