Diary (Anxiety) Lyrics by AKA is a newly released English song produced by AKA. The latest song Diary (Anxiety) lyrics is written by AKA. The song was published on 24th February 2023.
Diary (Anxiety) Song Details:
| Song: | Diary (Anxiety) |
| Singer(s): | AKA |
| Produced by: | AKA |
| Written by: | AKA |
| Label: | Sony Music Entertainment Africa |
Diary (Anxiety) Lyrics
[Intro: Club Havana]
Kudala ngiku
Kudala ngikulindiwe
Kudala ngikulindiwe
Kudala ngikulindiwe sithandwasam
[?]
Kudala ngikulindiwe sithandwasam
[Chorus: AKA]
My moments of clarity are far and few between this diary, anxiety goes
I can’t open up to anybody they don’t know I love the silences, reality
This diary
I’m losing my religion, my batteries
This diary
I’m getting real close
That’s how I’m talking to you and nobody else
This diary
(Kudala ngikulindiwe)
(Kudala ngikulindiwe)
Lights are on but nobody’s home
[Verse 1: AKA]
Okay, I cannot live here, I cannot sit still
I cannot rebuild, promises unfulfilled here
I don’t want to die ’cause if I go silent who gon’ feed all my children
Nothing feels real no more
How do I fill this hole in my spirit
I cannot hear clichés no more
Living my low life
What did you score me?
I was on top of your pyramid, that’s when the pastor told me
He cannot program consequences, decisions
I be like I’m a good Christian
Get big guap at the robots slide down [?] windows
Everyday I walk in your park
How you gon’ take two weeks of the best days of my life, that’s stealing, shee
Test my faith then test my [?]
Personal? That’s business
I cannot hide in my crib forever
Tried to tie my hands behind my back so I can’t feed familia
I’m gon’ do [?] pool is greener
[?] mean mug this side
It’s the right time to clean up
Mamacita since you left me? All of this cash is petty
How can I wear my Rolex and my Giuseppe
How can I flex so empty?
Do you love or regret me?
[Chorus: AKA]
My moments of clarity are far and few between this diary, anxiety goes
I can’t open up to anybody they don’t know I love the silences, reality
This diary
I’m losing my religion, my batteries
This diary
I’m getting real close
That’s how I’m talking to you and nobody else
This diary
(Kudala ngikulindiwe)
(Kudala ngikulindiwe)
Lights are on but nobody’s home
[Verse 2: AKA]
Okay, I cannot feel no pain
Nothing comes close to the way I feel when I go back in my memory bank and I see that frame
That shit burned in my brain forever
That’s where my whole life changed in the space of 30 seconds
Signed the papers
Character assassination
I cannot put my wife to shame I pray she rests in perfection
Shhh