darjeeling Songtext
von FKA twigs
darjeeling Songtext
You′re not alone
I'll wait ′til the end of time
Open your mind
Surely it's plain to see
Hit OT, a track superstar
Crystal Palace, brap-brap-brap
Linford Christie Stadium
Ev-every Tuesday, flaggin' the boy
Athletes lowkey cappin′ a lot
Croydon College stackin′ like wot
Love so big, I'd give him my all
East or South, we′re dreamin' it all
Body hot like cookin′ for long
We like to make love like widest of dogs
I was on his side, fifty-five to making a prof
Body hot like cookin' for long
We like to make love like widest of dogs
I was on his side, East or South, we′re dreamin' it all
Ran towards the light thought I could find (Yeah)
Somethin' bigger than the town that I had left behind
I remember packin′ up my bags, not sayin′ my goodbyes
Walsall used to be a place I'd only ever stopped my dreams
And my home is where my heart is
Feel so alone in a city so big
′Cause I used to know the person that lived at twenty-three
And try and smell the flowers that weren't on the Caldmore green
Gettin′ off the six at Oyster just to spend my thirty P
And I, I was just gettin' to know myself
The city had broke me in
Inside, dialin′ my confidence up
About my hair and my skin, yeah
You're not alone
I'll wait ′til the end of time
Open your mind
Surely it′s plain to see
Hit OT, a track superstar
Crystal Palace, brap-brap-brap
Linford Christie Stadium
Every Tuesday, flaggin' the boy
Athletes lowkey cappin′ a lot
Croydon College, stackin' at one
Love so big, I give him my all
East or South, we′re dreamin' it all
Listen
Had to clean out my heart, mind, body and soul
That London city′s my home
She love me, fair, come baby, 'cause your tall
Build bricks and the sticks, can we remake though?
Invest in my flow 'til my young boy lookin′ your Brooklyn robe
Back then used to boot, like we do up pro
Now it′s flimsy 'part from the block, bad days
′Cause we show down shows (Shows)
Should I choose that Gucci or LV coat?
Yo, I'm black in the hood unclothed
The bando′s boomin', my pastry comes from rotatin′ phones
Gon' step to the hoods, gon' clear
So much patience is greatness, call me bacon (Toast)
Don′t go stop, know practice makes perfect
Girl, if you don′t know, leave it to me, I'm cool
Started out a country girl while he heading, no regrets
Had to change a couple of schools ′cause I wasn't fittin′ in
Take it straight to London, dream it big and let it grow
Just so you know
Feel so alone when the city gets cold
I've known that I′d make it since I was a young girl
The world is right there, I hear it calling
But home is a place that makes my heart sing
You're not alone
I'll wait ′til the end of time
Open your mind
Surely it′s plain to see
You're not alone
I′ll wait 'til the end of time for you
Open your mind
Surely it′s time to be with me
I'll wait ′til the end of time
Open your mind
Surely it's plain to see
Hit OT, a track superstar
Crystal Palace, brap-brap-brap
Linford Christie Stadium
Ev-every Tuesday, flaggin' the boy
Athletes lowkey cappin′ a lot
Croydon College stackin′ like wot
Love so big, I'd give him my all
East or South, we′re dreamin' it all
Body hot like cookin′ for long
We like to make love like widest of dogs
I was on his side, fifty-five to making a prof
Body hot like cookin' for long
We like to make love like widest of dogs
I was on his side, East or South, we′re dreamin' it all
Ran towards the light thought I could find (Yeah)
Somethin' bigger than the town that I had left behind
I remember packin′ up my bags, not sayin′ my goodbyes
Walsall used to be a place I'd only ever stopped my dreams
And my home is where my heart is
Feel so alone in a city so big
′Cause I used to know the person that lived at twenty-three
And try and smell the flowers that weren't on the Caldmore green
Gettin′ off the six at Oyster just to spend my thirty P
And I, I was just gettin' to know myself
The city had broke me in
Inside, dialin′ my confidence up
About my hair and my skin, yeah
You're not alone
I'll wait ′til the end of time
Open your mind
Surely it′s plain to see
Hit OT, a track superstar
Crystal Palace, brap-brap-brap
Linford Christie Stadium
Every Tuesday, flaggin' the boy
Athletes lowkey cappin′ a lot
Croydon College, stackin' at one
Love so big, I give him my all
East or South, we′re dreamin' it all
Listen
Had to clean out my heart, mind, body and soul
That London city′s my home
She love me, fair, come baby, 'cause your tall
Build bricks and the sticks, can we remake though?
Invest in my flow 'til my young boy lookin′ your Brooklyn robe
Back then used to boot, like we do up pro
Now it′s flimsy 'part from the block, bad days
′Cause we show down shows (Shows)
Should I choose that Gucci or LV coat?
Yo, I'm black in the hood unclothed
The bando′s boomin', my pastry comes from rotatin′ phones
Gon' step to the hoods, gon' clear
So much patience is greatness, call me bacon (Toast)
Don′t go stop, know practice makes perfect
Girl, if you don′t know, leave it to me, I'm cool
Started out a country girl while he heading, no regrets
Had to change a couple of schools ′cause I wasn't fittin′ in
Take it straight to London, dream it big and let it grow
Just so you know
Feel so alone when the city gets cold
I've known that I′d make it since I was a young girl
The world is right there, I hear it calling
But home is a place that makes my heart sing
You're not alone
I'll wait ′til the end of time
Open your mind
Surely it′s plain to see
You're not alone
I′ll wait 'til the end of time for you
Open your mind
Surely it′s time to be with me
Writer(s): Tim Kellett, Pablo Diaz Reixa, Robin Taylor-firth, Jorja Smith, Tahliah Barnett, Simon Dyrby Christensen, Daniel Lena, Bryan Tshibangu Kabengele Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com