I Don't Need It (feat. Nate AKA Nasty)

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Caspa is the stage name of Gary McCann, a dubstep music producer from West London. more »

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I wanna love you, but you tripping
I try to talk, you never listen
Why you gotta make it so hard for me?
Sometimes I just wanna go missing
Throw my money in wells, I be wishing
I could throw away all of these feelings
Cause I'm so sick and tired of feeling
I'm done with your love, I don't need it, I don't need it
Ay, don't send me a text, I won't read it
Ay, don't bother calling, I won't see it
Blocked your number, I delete it
My pain, I hope one day you feel it
(My pain, I hope one day you feel it)
Remember back then, it was just us
Spending nights on the rocks, getting fucked up
Guilty of loving you, I should be locked up
Cupid came 'round and he shot us
That explains why I be missing you
He took two shots, I took them both, ain't none of them hitting you
Damn, I was into you
I do what I do and you do what you always do and go
Just like a leaf falling off of a tree in the wind you go
Cause lately I don't know
Stress is killing me right now, I just can't cope
I guess I just ran out of luck
Don't even get mad at you, you catching attitude
Swear you be doin' too much
But want me to drop all my shit when you treat me like shit and chase after you
Me and you, I tried to build
Straight up, I wasn't worried 'bout no bills
This emptiness, I thought that you would've filled
For you, I'd kill, you toxic, but still
I wanna love you, but you tripping
I try to talk, you never listen
Why you gotta make it so hard for me?
Sometimes I just wanna go missing
Throw my money in wells, I be wishing
I could throw away all of these feelings
Cause I'm so sick and tired of feeling
I'm done with your love, I don't need it, I don't need it
Ay, don't send me a text, I won't read it
Ay, don't bother calling, I won't see it
Blocked your number, I delete it
My pain, I hope one day you feel it
(And I hope that you feel it)
Blocked your number, I delete it
No more games, I don't want gimmicks
Packed my bags, flew out to Phoenix
Too young, not too dumb, for love
Pourin' up drinks, no sober thoughts
I can't think now
Puff, puff, no pass
This is real gas, I can't breathe now
So many feelings, I can't tell what's real
And so many issues, this is not ideal
I want love
I don't need it
I wanna love you, but you tripping
I try to talk, you never listen
Why you gotta make it so hard for me?
Sometimes I just wanna go missing
Throw my money in wells, I be wishing
I could throw away all of these feelings
Cause I'm so sick and tired of feeling
I'm done with your love, I don't need it, I don't need it

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