Luv Always

Embracing Shadows: Young Guv's Luv Always Unveils a Yearning for Connection
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Lyrics

I'm tired of playing along

I'm tired of conforming or pretending to fit in.

Tired of pretending I'm strong

Exhausted from pretending to be emotionally strong.

I haven't been home in a year

It's been a year since I've been home, indicating a disconnection or estrangement.

So something must be wrong

Acknowledging that something must be wrong due to the prolonged absence.


Broken time like cracking clay

Describing time as fragile, comparing it to cracking clay.

And I don't know where I'm falling from

Expressing confusion about the direction in life, unsure where the speaker is headed.

In a while

Referring to a past period, suggesting a break or pause.

Love always

Despite challenges, emphasizing the enduring nature of love.

As I lie under the fiery sun

Lying under the intense sun, possibly symbolizing a difficult or challenging situation.

Yeah, it's time to separate

Recognizing the need for separation or a break from current circumstances.

And reflect on whats to come

Contemplating and considering what the future holds.


You're out of work and broke

Describing a tough situation of unemployment and financial struggle.

Life's the biggest joke

Life is portrayed as a big joke, possibly highlighting its unpredictability and challenges.

We've got nothing left

Expressing a sense of loss or emptiness, having nothing substantial remaining.

And the wind don't even blow

Emphasizing a stagnant or lifeless state, where even the wind doesn't bring change.

We've got no story to tell

Highlighting a lack of significant experiences or events to share.

We're all in the same hell

Conveying a shared experience of hardship, everyone being in a challenging situation.

And I'm not afraid to admit

Admitting vulnerability and the need for assistance or support.

That baby I need help

Expressing a willingness to acknowledge the need for help in a difficult situation.

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