1998 - Feat Banks Songtext

von Chet Faker

I'm not the reason you're looking for redemption
You cut some strings and everything will fade away
You're tired of using physical connection
There's nothing left for you to say, by the way

We used to be friends
We used to be inner circle
I don't understand
What have I become to you?

Take my good word, turn it backwards
Turn your back on me
Is it absurd for me to hurt
When everything else is fading?

Just look at what you've done
Promised you'd scratch my back but you stabbed my back
And even if you were then your soul'd be black
Because of what you said

We used to be friends (we used to be friends)
You think you're so inner circle (we used to be inner circle)
Like I don't understand (I don't understand)
It goes to my head, head

Take my good word, turn it backward
Turn your back on me
Is it absurd for me to hurt
When everything else is fading?