reflections laughing

The Weeknd

Don t you let me down if you let me drown
Die in your arms again, die in your arms
I won t make a sound, blood on the ground
When they take my crown, when they take my crown
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

Reflections lookin back at me
They re smilin , they re smilin
I m trapped inside the gilded cage
With golden blade, it s sharpening
It pleases you, I see it through
I feel your chin across my skin, the seasons never change

Don t you let me down if you let me drown
Die in your arms again, die in your arms
I won t make a sound, blood on the ground
When they take my crown, if they take my crown
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

I know you re up
You think I don t know
You re staying up all night
Cooped up in that hotel room?
I know you, you still got that adrenaline from the concert
Ain t no way you re asleep
My girl told me she saw you in Dallas
Said you didn t look good
Did you really finish the show?
I just hope you re not back to the old you
How much longer are you in Texas for?
I m just worried, you worked so hard to get better
And now you re back, drowning in that shit
Don t let this industry break you, baby
Don t let them take you from me

Wait,
I been up tourin state,
45 off a safe
At the top is my place,
you and I, different wave
Always know when you blink,
I could never tell you, Wait
Gimme top at the lake,
lavish life type of state
Usin time, wicked pace,
What we can do if you d waste
I know the sky s been in haze
You never been through this phase
Livin fire, livin fake,
know you try, but it s late
Around the lobby, every summer,
Buy a body, two-stepper studder
Diamonds around my wrist,
Bird chirp like I m Stunna
Logo round that bitch while the DJ sit cut up
Flodges from blocks, see, my section s why I m fucked
Bad bitch I been waitin to get with,
Hope I don t nut up
Yeah, yeah, now this shit is trouble
I been hittin licks, seein splits, doin double
No, it s no events, check my temp, watch it bubble

Don t you let me down if you let me drown
Die in your arms again
I won t make a sound, blood on the ground
When they take my crown, if they take my crown

What does that shit feel like anyway?