“Erase Me” by Kid Cudi featuring Kanye West is a genre-blending hip-hop and rock track that explores fame, self-expression, and relationships. The infectious beat, memorable chorus, and powerful performances make it a standout song that resonated with audiences and critics alike. Check out the Erase Me Lyrics and Video here…
She said I don’t spend time like I really should She said she don’t know me, anymore I think she hates me deep down, I know she does She wants to erase me, hm
A couple days no talking, I seen my baby And this what she tells me
She said I keep on running, keep on running And nothing works I can’t get away from you, no I keep on ducking, keep on ducking And nothing helps I can’t stop missing you, yeah
It’s like I’m her new nightmare, she ain’t escapin’ It makes me feel a bit complete, yeah Knowing someone you love don’t feel the same way about ya Memories they soon delete, hm
A couple weeks no talking, I seen my baby I’ve missed you so damn much, hey I wish we could start over, I told my baby This what this bitch tells me, she said
I keep on running, keep on running And nothing works I can’t get away from you, no I keep on ducking, keep on ducking And nothing helps I can’t stop missing you, yeah
‘Cause I’m in the magazines On the T-V No matter where you are you might hear me I’m in the magazines On the T-V No matter where you go you might see me
Uh, I’m Yeezy She said “Hi, I’m Aria” No, you an angel, you wave hi to Aaliyah I got a show in Korea They built a new arena Why don’t you come watch a nigga tear the whole scene up? I know I’ve seen you before But don’t know where I’ve seen ya Oh, I remember now It’s something I that I dreamed of Don C said she cool But don’t let her fuck ya cream up Monica Lewinsky on ya dress, take ya to the cleaners Sure enough a week later I’m in extra love And everybody know she mine so she extra plug Every bouncer every club show her extra love We just praying the new fame don’t get the best of us But all good things gotta come to an end-a She let it go to her head, no, not my Aria The height of her shopping was writers blocking me I couldn’t get my shit out anyway, I hope you die, Aria
I keep on running, keep on running And nothing works I can’t get away from you, no I keep on ducking, keep on ducking you Nothing helps I can’t stop missing you, yeah
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