Losing You
Witt Lowry Lyrics


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Yeah
Another night, I can barely sleep, I pray to God my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake, I pray to God my soul to take
I pray to God I'll be over-great
Not another wack rapper that they overrate
Y'all spoiled like the South in the Florida State
I'm always overworked and never overpaid
But I prayed for it, yeah
And when they told me that I couldn't, man, I had to find a way for it, yeah
Serve a table everyday, had to find a way to pay for it, damn
And when I started goin' numb is when I realized I was made for it, yeah
So it's "fuck all my feelings," I feel like the villain
Feel like I overstepped boundaries, feel like you're better without me
Feel like I'm drowning, feel like I never had found me
I don't want no one around me
I don't think nobody knows how it feels when there's so many people yet no one to listen
I try to good with the talent I'm given
I try to see clear, yet attention's been blockin' my vision
Surrounded by fake—and, honestly—lately, debate how much more I can take
A couple more shots to the face
I often don't drink, so I'm searching for something to chase
She's putting my hands on her waist
Her tongue's in my mouth and I wonder what pain she can taste
I'm taking caffeine when I'm wake and tired of taking the pill with PM just to sleep when it's late, I dont
I don't know what to believe in
Did it all for the wrong reasons
And now I'm picking up the pieces
Of that person, I was more
I've been losing you, you
You, you
I've been losing you
I guess I've lost me for a while, well, welcome back
Lately I've forgot how a smile felt, now picture that
Thought that I could buy happy
Maybe buy a new car in all black
Put the whole entire team on the map
Everything I have now, had to work for all that
But, to see my dad again, I would give it all back
They just want me to rap
I feel like a slave to this shit
I know that I pray for this shit
But if I have one more fake convo with one more fake person, I might just go ape in this shit
Remembering back, we had no place to live
And you spent my rent money on clothes that you wear
And confusing your Instagram followers for people who care
And you'll never find happy when stuck in comparin', I know
I miss the feeling of feeling feelings
Now every song I write I've been dripping and oozin' real, and
I try to tell my story, yeah, feelin is less appealin'
Them rappers that like to mumble and already hit the ceiling, so fuck
Didn't fuck with me way back then, now it's "Hey, what's up?"
Is it weird that I still feel stuck?
Think it's funny when I spill my guts 'cause I feel?
Feelin' like I need to stop playing, he's real
I spent last week in bed and the weekend was drunk
'Cause I honestly just couldn't deal
It's been seven days now without you, that makes one week
You turn into someone else after just one drink
Wonder if I'm on your mind when you think
And, honestly, I tried to help you find you—and instead lost me
I don't know what to believe in
Did it all for the wrong reasons
And now I'm picking up the pieces
Of that person, I was more
I've been losing you, you




You, you
I've been losing you

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Witt Lowry's song "Losing You" delve into themes of struggle, self-doubt, and the loss of identity. The artist shares his inner turmoil and vulnerable emotions throughout the song. In the first verse, he opens with a prayer, expressing his desire for greatness and his fear of being overlooked or underrated as an artist. He acknowledges the hard work he puts in without receiving proper compensation, but he remains determined and continues to pray for his dreams to come true.


As the song progresses, Witt Lowry expresses feelings of isolation and detachment from those around him. He feels like a villain, as if he has crossed boundaries and believes that others would be better off without him. He acknowledges his internal struggles, feeling lost and drowning, with no one to listen or understand. Despite having talent, he feels blocked and hindered by attention and fake relationships in the music industry.


Later in the song, he reflects on personal struggles and sacrifices made for his career. He shares how he has lost touch with himself and forgotten how to smile genuinely. Witt Lowry reveals his vulnerability, admitting that material possessions and success do not bring true happiness. He yearns for genuine connections and laments the feeling of being stuck in a stagnant state.


Overall, "Losing You" captures the emotional journey of an artist grappling with self-doubt, loss of direction, and the longing for authenticity and human connection.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah
Expressing agreement or affirmation.


Another night, I can barely sleep, I pray to God my soul to keep
I am experiencing sleeplessness and I am praying for the protection of my soul.


If I should die before I wake, I pray to God my soul to take
If I were to die while I am still alive, I am asking God to take my soul.


I pray to God I'll be over-great
I am requesting God to make me exceptionally great.


Not another wack rapper that they overrate
I don't want to be considered as another mediocre rapper who is overvalued.


Y'all spoiled like the South in the Florida State
You all are too entitled and privileged, similar to how people are in the southern part of Florida.


I'm always overworked and never overpaid
I am constantly working too much and not receiving enough compensation.


But I prayed for it, yeah
However, I have been praying for the success and recognition.


And when they told me that I couldn't, man, I had to find a way for it, yeah
When people told me that I couldn't achieve my dreams, I was determined to find a way to prove them wrong.


Serve a table everyday, had to find a way to pay for it, damn
I had to work as a waiter every day in order to find a way to financially support myself.


And when I started goin' numb is when I realized I was made for it, yeah
When I began feeling emotionally detached, I realized that I was meant to pursue this path.


So it's 'fuck all my feelings,' I feel like the villain
Therefore, I disregard my emotions and feel like a villain.


Feel like I overstepped boundaries, feel like you're better without me
I have a sense of crossing limits and feeling like you are better off without me.


Feel like I'm drowning, feel like I never had found me
I feel like I am suffocating and have never truly discovered myself.


I don't want no one around me
I don't want anyone in my vicinity.


I don't think nobody knows how it feels when there's so many people yet no one to listen
I don't believe anyone truly understands the feeling of being surrounded by many people but lacking someone who truly listens.


I try to good with the talent I'm given
I strive to do good and make the most of the talent I possess.


I try to see clear, yet attention's been blockin' my vision
Although I attempt to have a clear perspective, excessive attention has been hindering my view.


Surrounded by fake—and, honestly—lately, debate how much more I can take
I am constantly surrounded by fake people, and honestly, I have been questioning how much more of this I can endure.


A couple more shots to the face
I need a few more alcoholic drinks to cope with my emotions.


I often don't drink, so I'm searching for something to chase
Since I don't frequently consume alcohol, I am searching for another substitute to provide a similar effect.


She's putting my hands on her waist
She is placing my hands on her waist, indicating a physical and possibly intimate connection.


Her tongue's in my mouth and I wonder what pain she can taste
Her tongue is intertwined with mine, and I am curious about the emotional pain she has experienced.


I'm taking caffeine when I'm awake and tired of taking the pill with PM just to sleep when it's late, I dont
In order to combat fatigue during the day, I consume caffeine, and I refuse to rely on sleeping pills with sedative effects to fall asleep at night.


I don't know what to believe in
I am uncertain about what to have faith or trust in.


Did it all for the wrong reasons
I pursued everything for the incorrect motives.


And now I'm picking up the pieces
At present, I am attempting to recover from the aftermath of my choices and actions.


Of that person, I was more
I am currently piecing together the aspects of myself that I have lost along the way.


I've been losing you, you
I have been losing you, the person who used to be there for me.


I guess I've lost me for a while, well, welcome back
I suppose I have lost my true self temporarily, but now I am welcoming it back.


Lately I've forgot how a smile felt, now picture that
Recently, I have forgotten the sensation of smiling, and I want you to imagine that situation.


Thought that I could buy happy
I believed that I could purchase happiness.


Maybe buy a new car in all black
Perhaps if I buy a new car that is entirely black, I will find contentment.


Put the whole entire team on the map
I aspire to gain recognition and success for my entire team.


Everything I have now, had to work for all that
Everything I currently possess, I had to put in hard work and effort to acquire.


But, to see my dad again, I would give it all back
However, if it meant being able to see my late father again, I would willingly give up everything I have achieved.


They just want me to rap
People only desire me to focus on my rap career.


I feel like a slave to this shit
I feel like I am a slave to this music industry.


I know that I pray for this shit
I am aware that I prayed for this success in my career.


But if I have one more fake convo with one more fake person, I might just go ape in this shit
However, if I have to engage in another insincere conversation with yet another fake individual, I may lose control and become furious in this situation.


Remembering back, we had no place to live
Reflecting on the past, we had nowhere to call home.


And you spent my rent money on clothes that you wear
You used the money that was meant for our rent to buy clothes for yourself.


And confusing your Instagram followers for people who care
You are mistaking your Instagram followers for individuals who genuinely care about you.


And you'll never find happy when stuck in comparin', I know
You will never discover happiness if you constantly compare yourself to others, and I understand that.


I miss the feeling of feeling feelings
I long for the experience of being able to genuinely feel and express emotions.


Now every song I write I've been dripping and oozin' real, and
Now, every song I compose is filled with raw and authentic emotions.


I try to tell my story, yeah, feelin is less appealin'
I attempt to share my personal narrative, but it seems that expressing emotions is becoming less appealing to others.


Them rappers that like to mumble and already hit the ceiling, so fuck
Those rappers who prefer to mumble in their songs have already reached their peak in terms of success, so I don't care about them.


Didn't fuck with me way back then, now it's 'Hey, what's up?'
Those who didn't support or associate with me in the past are now trying to be friendly and greet me.


Is it weird that I still feel stuck?
Is it strange that I still feel trapped or limited in some way?


Think it's funny when I spill my guts 'cause I feel?
Some people find it amusing when I openly share my deep emotions because they may not understand the intensity of my feelings.


Feelin' like I need to stop playing, he's real
I have an urge to stop pretending and be genuine because my real self is emerging.


I spent last week in bed and the weekend was drunk
During the previous week, I remained in bed and the weekend was spent consuming alcohol excessively.


'Cause I honestly just couldn't deal
Because honestly, I was unable to cope with my emotions.


It's been seven days now without you, that makes one week
It has been a complete week now since I have been without you for seven days.


You turn into someone else after just one drink
After consuming only one drink, you undergo a transformation and become a different person.


Wonder if I'm on your mind when you think
I wonder if I come to your mind when you are lost in thoughts.


And, honestly, I tried to help you find you—and instead lost me
Sincerely, I attempted to assist you in discovering your own identity, but in the process, I ended up losing myself.


I don't know what to believe in
I am uncertain about what to have faith or trust in.


Did it all for the wrong reasons
I pursued everything for the incorrect motives.


And now I'm picking up the pieces
At present, I am attempting to recover from the aftermath of my choices and actions.


Of that person, I was more
I am currently piecing together the aspects of myself that I have lost along the way.


I've been losing you, you
I have been losing you, the person who used to be there for me.




Writer(s): Dan Haynes, Mark Richard, Max Schneider

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[Verse 1: Witt Lowry]
Yeah!
Another night, I can barely sleep
I pray to God my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
I pray to God my soul to take
I pray to God, I'll be over-great
Not another wack rapper that they overrate
Y'all spoiled like the South in the Florida State
I'm always overworked and never overpaid
But I prayed for it, yeah
And when they told me that I couldn't, man, I had to find a way for it, yeah
Serve a table everyday, had to find a way to pay for it, damn
And when I started goin' numb is when I realized I was made for it, yeah
So it's "fuck all my feelings," I feel like the villain, feel like I overstepped boundaries
Feel like you're better without me
Feel like I'm drownin', feel like I never had found me
I don't want no one around me
I don't think nobody knows how it feels
When there's so many people, yet no one to listen
I try to do good with the talent I'm given
I try to see clear, yet attention's been blockin' my vision
Surrounded by fake
And, honestly lately, debate how much more I can take
A couple more shots to the face
I often don't drink, so I'm searching for something to chase
She's puttin' my hands on her waist
Her tongue's in my mouth and I wonder what pain she can taste
I'm taking caffeine when I wake
And tired of taking the pill with PM just to sleep when it's late, I don't

[Chorus: MAX]
I don't know what to believe in
Did it all for the wrong reasons
And now I'm pickin' up the pieces
Of that person I once knew
I've been losin' you, you
You, you
You, you
I've been losin' you

[Verse 2: Witt Lowry]
I guess I've lost me for a while, well
Welcome back
Lately I forgot how a smile felt, now
Picture that
Thought that I could buy happy, maybe buy a new car in all black
Put the whole entire team on the map
Everything I have now, had to work for all that
But, to see my dad again, I would give it all back
They just want me to rap, I feel like I slaved to this shit
I know that I prayed for this shit
But if I have one more fake convo with one more fake person
I might just go ape in this shit
Remembering back, we had no place to living
You spent my rent money on clothes that you're wearin'
Confusing your Instagram followers for people who care
And you'll never find happy when stuck in comparin'
I know, I miss the feelin' of feelin' feelings
Now every song I write I been drippin' and oozin' real, and
I try to tell my story, yeah, feelin' is less appealin'
'Em rappers that like to mumble and already hit the ceilin', so fuck
Didn't fuck with me way back then, now it's "Hey, what's up?", yeah
Is it weird that I still feel stuck?
Think it's funny when I spill my guts 'cause I feel?
Feelin' like I need to stop playing, he's real
I spent last week in bed and the weekend was drunk
'Cause I honestly just couldn't deal
It's been seven days now without you, that makes one week
You turn into someone else after just one drink
Wonder if I'm on your mind when you think
And, honestly, I tried to help you find you—and instead lost me, now I don't

[Chorus: MAX]
I don't know what to believe in
Did it all for the wrong reasons
And now I'm pickin' up the pieces
Of that person I once knew
I've been losin' you, you
You, you
You, you
I've been losin' you



All comments from YouTube:

@max

My brother a pleasure and honor to be a part of this song and record. Much love to everyone listening - MAX

@luke28411

max you killed the vocals you made this one of the best songs from witt i love your vocal range

@therealrichievalentine

Thank you MAX we love you bro.

@afterglowgaming3929

Aye u made my day. I thank you Max. I mean that

@tonirogers4873

Yes MAX

@ratiios8844

plz do more with witt

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@SNKYOfficial

Witt and MAX's voices work so well together <3

@neethmukku2004

It's the rasp and passion.

@soldseperately

"Havent seen you for 7 days, that makes one week"

This has to be a double entendre... one "week" as in the chronological 7 days, and "one weak" as in him not seeing her for that long makes him weak. If so, that was brilliant.

@gutacipla

nice discovery sir

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