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Seeding
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Seeding was released on September 23, 2020 by Revere as a part of the album Seeding - EP
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Release DateSeptember 23, 2020
LabelRevere
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM74

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Evans
Ryan Evans
Songwriter

Lyrics

Seeding, you say
You say
Don't love me, I could leave
I've been a bad boyfriend
Don't love me, I could cheat
I've been a bad boyfriend
Been a while, lost the thrill
Staggered miles, together still
Weary lovers, not what the others see
Lost sight, lost sight, what a life
Say I'm sweet when I treat
Guarantee I could cheat
You control every move
Holding down on my roots
Putting thoughts in my head
I'm at odds, with my silhouette
All 'cause you say
Don't love me, I could leave
I've been a bad boyfriend
Don't love me, I could cheat
I've been a bad boyfriend
I don't want, no drama
I'm up to, true nada
I'll give you all, if you wanna
Mi casa es su casa
We would glow long ago
Need to grow, even so
Evergreen, never leave
On my knees, pretty please
I'm all yours but you say
Give me time I will stray
But I could never leave this place
With your warm grace
You got mi amore
Got it interlaced
With my hushed thoughts
Unrequited trust
Got me nonplussed
Always negative but never got the wanderlust
Feeling blue I love you to the moon
Yeah it's you I've shared my youth with
Honestly the truth is
I've been a sad boyfriend
But still you say
Don't love me, I could leave
I've been a bad boyfriend
Don't love me (but I love you)
I could cheat (I could never do)
I've been a bad boyfriend
I've been a bad boyfriend
Planting proceeded
Getting seeded
It fills up the broken gaps, just like weeded
We used to laugh, now we've conceded
'Cause the aid has faded, shaded
I'm so jaded, we've degraded
How'd it get so complicated
Been persuaded by a thread
It's my head that you've invaded
I'm dissuaded from myself
Compelled that I should be withheld
Do you care, I'm not well
Are you there, I can't tell
Seeding me with blame, seeding me with shame
Seeding your domain, seeding so familiar
Every day the same
Like a four to floor beat, beat, beat, beat
Syncopated with frustrated hot seats
Repeat repeat
Sit in silence, verbal violence if we talk
Arguing some more, wait
Had this one before
Straight up I smell the cigarettes but I don't want the smoke
Take us to the yore
Tickets on the board
Trips we could afford
Box topped with the memoirs
Dinners at Bazaar
Lilies to your door, in the city, in your halls
What happened to the happiness
I stuck it on the walls
It used to sprawl
When did it fall
It was a work of art, avant garde
No counterpart
Seeded nonetheless, gotta fix this mess
Where do I start
Written by: Ryan Evans
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