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Expectations
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Expectations was released on November 12, 2021 by Independent as a part of the album Bone Garden
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Release DateNovember 12, 2021
LabelIndependent
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rivilin
Rivilin
Performer
RipThePetals
RipThePetals
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Connor Woodland
Connor Woodland
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yeah, I feel like I don't belong here
Blame me when you don't make it clear
You text me to say that you found love new
You expect me to make sense of that shit
So fuck you, I hope you're doing bad now
You called me on drugs 'til I felt it
To hate me and say that I'm at fault now
You expect me to come crawling back when you're alone
You told me that you didn't wanna break up (Break up)
I know that I'm a cunt, but I broke my fucking back for you
Tears in your eyes, you wanna break up (Break up)
And you always said that you'd be by my side while I make it through
Big wave from the back, deep dive, yeah, it's not a hit side
No smoke, no smoke, no pass
I'm the fucking one to bitch like that
Been swole, done the plus
With the rings, we was up on that floss
Act out when she going on fours
Not a pause, on fours, no, she want it on go
On God, it's been a couple minutes and I'm fucking done (Fucking done)
It's been a couple weeks since I fell in love (Fell in love)
It's been a couple months since I felt your touch
I've been depressed for years and I've had enough
I know the fucking mistake I've made
I hate my face
You made me feel like I was on the stage
Yeah, I feel like I don't belong here
Blame me when you don't make it clear
You text me to say that you found love new
You expect me to make sense of that shit
So fuck you, I hope you're doing bad now
You called me on drugs 'til I felt it
To hate me and say that I'm at fault now
You expect me to come crawling back when you're alone
I feel like I don't belong here
Blame me when you don't make it clear
You text me to say that you found love new
You expect me to make sense of that shit
So fuck you, I hope you're doing bad now
You called me on drugs 'til I felt it
To hate me and say that I'm at fault now
You expect me to come crawling back when you're alone
Written by: Connor Woodland
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