My sophomore LP "Depth". Make some noise for the old school. Play this loud.
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lyrics
Shoulda Had Ya Back
And I shoulda had ya back but I didn’t
And I should want you back but I don’t
I dunno, darling, if that means I suck, then I do
and the next time we meet, you can say ya “fuck yous”
And I shoulda had ya back but I didn’t
And I should want you back but I don’t
It ain’t for me to justify the ol’ love her and leave her
But even though I didn’t try, you didn’t either
I keep my keepsakes locked in a box painted yellow
a menajerie of ghosts like seeing Pac at Cochella
Mementos, memories, sorted with a deep pain
similar to the ring I used to keep on my keychain
They saying bygones but I can’t quite let it go yet
the monkey on my back keeps waking me up with cold sweats
Hating you with every breath drawn, dusk to past dawn
what I can’t figure here, darling, is how it last long
Maybe I should pass on the party, fix my life shit
but hanging in downtown seems to loosen up these tight lips
Using my mic grip to paint pictures in flavors
various capers and unsanitary saviors
Pretending to be a player when really I got a battered mood
Just and average dude who had an aptitude to flatter you
And I don’t know where you are, and I don’t even wanna
maybe next year we’ll be rid of the trauma
And I shoulda had ya back but I didn’t
And I should want you back but I don’t
I dunno, darling, if that means I suck, then I do
and the next time we meet, you can say ya “fuck yous”
And I shoulda had ya back but I didn’t
And I should want you back but I don’t
It ain’t for me to justify the ol’ love her and leave her
But even though I didn’t try, you didn’t either
You were my lady in the lake, stilling the shakes in my palm
the balm, the chap on my lips, the one keeping me strong
through the blood and dust of travels and uphill battles
the noose at the gallows, the jelly fish swimming the shallows
I calm my pace to a slow stride, walking a low tide
to skirt you with the help of friends standing on both sides
The hope died, but this my town, I’m sipping Phoenix Down
Heart hanging heavy with the head that wears the crown
This my birth rite, best believe I’m reclaiming that
Your man? I can’t blame the cat, there ain’t no shame in that
We all need love, and you’re a cool ass girl, doll
and once upon a time I’da give you the world, doll
But things change quicker than you expecting em to
and we can’t go back to who we used to be at twenty two
So when I said I didn’t try, that don’t mean I don’t regret it
And saying you didn’t either may be in need of an edit
But look, I said it, I meant it, understand or resent it
chances are you’ll never hear this anyway and that’s splendid
See, I wrote it for me, there ain’t no audience intended
depending on whether or not you give a fuck how things ends
And I shoulda had ya back but I didn’t
And I should want you back but I don’t
And I shoulda had ya back but I didn’t
And I should want you back but I don’t
(here we go)
And I shoulda had ya back but I didn’t
And I should want you back but I don’t
I dunno, darling, if that means I suck, then I do
and the next time we meet, you can say ya “fuck yous”
And I shoulda had ya back but I didn’t
And I should want you back but I don’t
It ain’t for me to justify the ol’ love her and leave her
But even though I didn’t try, you didn’t either
credits
from Depth,
released November 1, 2013
Shannon Swords: vocals, guitar, production
Hailing from the Pacific Northwest of the United States, my name is Swords. I'm an emcee/producer Raised on rock and roll
and roots rock reggae, I've attempted to blaze a new trail for myself through the avenues of hip hop. In my time I've opened for acts such as Brother Ali, the Nappy Roots, Braille and Illogic. Check out the songs......more
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