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Window Pain Video (MV)




Performed By: Sinclair
Length: 3:01
Written by: Bryan Nkemdiche




Sinclair - Window Pain Lyrics




As the Raindrops
Fall on my head
I can remember
The pain
Of losing you
When
I didn't wanna
N the Pillows still cold
On my bed
I wake up
Ain't nobody there
And I'm to blame
But still the shit

Ain't fair that
But these memories
Are killing me me me
Dead

I wake up
And it's something nightmare
Ghosts, ghouls and
Blood dripping everywhere
I try to act like I'm good
Through all
My heart aches
Even though
I was the one that left
You with heart break

I text you
And ya new nigga answered
Tell that bitch ass nigga

He ain't no good like a cancer
You tryna fill
The void but
It only ends in a disaster
Now you calling up
Therapy sessions from the pastor

I know I f*cked up
Like ye on tmz
Orlando on vlad TV
And my demons
Won't let me be
And I know I lucked up
Having you in my life
Even gave me ya house keys
But now I'm stuck outside as the

What we had was real
You Cant fake that feel
Salt and straw
For dessert
We would
Skip the meal

You was talking kids
I was talking splits
With the team
Like
Simone biles
With the shits

All them nights in the hills
Like a movie reel
Long walks in the park
You know all that spiel
Can't play with your heart
That's a bad deal
You know
Shit get crazy
Yeah
You needed me
When I needed you

We almost perfect
You the best I had
As the rain
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As the Raindrops
Fall on my head
I can remember
The pain
Of losing you
When
I didn't wanna
N the Pillows still cold
On my bed
I wake up
Ain't nobody there
And I'm to blame
But still the shit

Ain't fair that
But these memories
Are killing me me me
Dead

I wake up
And it's something nightmare
Ghosts, ghouls and
Blood dripping everywhere
I try to act like I'm good
Through all
My heart aches
Even though
I was the one that left
You with heart break

I text you
And ya new nigga answered
Tell that bitch ass nigga

He ain't no good like a cancer
You tryna fill
The void but
It only ends in a disaster
Now you calling up
Therapy sessions from the pastor

I know I f*cked up
Like ye on tmz
Orlando on vlad TV
And my demons
Won't let me be
And I know I lucked up
Having you in my life
Even gave me ya house keys
But now I'm stuck outside as the

What we had was real
You Cant fake that feel
Salt and straw
For dessert
We would
Skip the meal

You was talking kids
I was talking splits
With the team
Like
Simone biles
With the shits

All them nights in the hills
Like a movie reel
Long walks in the park
You know all that spiel
Can't play with your heart
That's a bad deal
You know
Shit get crazy
Yeah
You needed me
When I needed you

We almost perfect
You the best I had
As the rain
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Writer: Bryan Nkemdiche
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