Lyrics:
[Chorus: Stephen Marley]
And hey!
And I see you passing by my way, again
And I'm wondering if we can be good friends
And I see you passing by my
I break
I know my problems would come back to haunt me
I am in the bohemian garden
Tryna find some peace in the silence
I know my problems would come
will come back to haunt me
Will come back to haunt me
When everything is clear
Memories will disappear
And I'll be fine in no time
Maybe I'm selling
so sorry that I let you down
By the way, it's true
But anyway, someone's always gonna let you down
If not me, then who?
P.S. I'm so sorry that I
I write the horror flick of Stephen King
Cling to false also those papers say, "Ock"
I got tired of the fat lady so I sing to my own opera
can't do this on my own
Don't go
I can't do this on my own
Save me from the ones
That haunt me in the night
I can't live with myself
So stay with me
Step back and let off 30 like my name was Stephen
Yeah, you know I'm talking bout Stephen Curry
I aint even got to shoot it man you aint got to worry
Beating this helpless soul into who you want her to be
Want her to be, want her to be
This dictatorship of fear will one day come back to haunt you
the same way as I do
And you'd come back
You still touch me
Another night finds me alone
In my bed tonight
You still haunt me
You still hold me
You
a commitment to wear the same disguise
Our memories haunt me at night
Used to wish I'd be your Knight
Now left with a sword and a shield
But none the wiser
of what made us happy
And I know it's not fair
Why even bother with the pain that's inside
It haunts me every night
And I know it's too late
To take back
I write the horror flick of Stephen King
Cling to false also those papers say, "Ock"
I got tired of the fat lady so I sing to my own opera
above
Send back my love
In my solitude you haunt me
With reveries of days gone by
In my solitude you taunt me
With memories that never die
I sit
Look at me the lord knows that I'm fucked up
Sit back get bitches then I get my dick sucked
Here look, what you rappers running on about
Running
talk
We talkin’ that real lick talk
We talkin’ that real lick talk
Run through the back and then
Kick down your door
We taking the flat screen
Want all
me
I hope these feelings don't come back to haunt me
I just wanted you
Ya, you know I wanted you
But I couldn't act right when it came to crucial times
young thang, but
I can tell you ain't no amateur
All that talent in the back
Gul let me be yo manager
Goddamn, I'm sayin'
Baby gul, I can't front
That
what makes me scream
[Chorus]
I was never ever frightened
By the murderer on our block
He nurtured orchids and raised hamsters
The neighborhood
And somehow it seems to haunt me till the end
Do you feel the same
For what was remained
Yesterday is gone, we can't go back again
Do you ever cry for
seein where he go
He ain’t even saw me I was right under ya nose
I’m on a different level this will never come to blows
Haunt you like the devil with
fine by me
Fine by me
Fine by me
Yeah
You know what it be
The man he is back
Back with the pack
My brothers we deep we fucken around we lifted on tree
me, they won't go back over there
That's like a night in a mansion then going back to your apartment
Done rolling your eyes, now go roll out my red
as I do
And you'd come back
You still touch me
Another night finds me alone
In my bed tonight
You still haunt me
You still hold me
You still touch
Don't ask me why I'm not just letting it die
It's coming back to haunt me time after time
No grave is steep enough to sleep through the night
Buried by
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