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Weak
I’m tired of feeling this way
Feeling low and depressed
Time for a night out
Be a man
Stick out my chest.
Call up the boys
Time to make noise
Have myself a good time
No need for light
For tonight your boy is going to shine.
So bright, hit the club spotlight is on me
But suddenly good feeling turns bad
For at the bar whom do I see?
My love, the woman I gave my all too
Heart turns cold as if it were wrapped in an igloo.
Do I approach or should I just run?
Answer be a man and step her way
But before I could reach her
Seems someone else has taken my place.
Sadness overwhelms my face
Tears begin to flow
Get yourself together man
Too late for my love has spotted the show.
Oh no, I cannot let her get the best of me
Seeing me in this mental state,
But before I could head into the opposite direction
I heard her say my name.
Feeling shame and low
Wiping the tears from eyes I do approach
Not realizing the guy she’s with has the same name as me
I head running for the door.
Nothing to say
My boys won’t even speak
The night started off good
But by ends day had a brother feeling so weak.
Feeling low and depressed
Time for a night out
Be a man
Stick out my chest.
Call up the boys
Time to make noise
Have myself a good time
No need for light
For tonight your boy is going to shine.
So bright, hit the club spotlight is on me
But suddenly good feeling turns bad
For at the bar whom do I see?
My love, the woman I gave my all too
Heart turns cold as if it were wrapped in an igloo.
Do I approach or should I just run?
Answer be a man and step her way
But before I could reach her
Seems someone else has taken my place.
Sadness overwhelms my face
Tears begin to flow
Get yourself together man
Too late for my love has spotted the show.
Oh no, I cannot let her get the best of me
Seeing me in this mental state,
But before I could head into the opposite direction
I heard her say my name.
Feeling shame and low
Wiping the tears from eyes I do approach
Not realizing the guy she’s with has the same name as me
I head running for the door.
Nothing to say
My boys won’t even speak
The night started off good
But by ends day had a brother feeling so weak.
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