Ghana’s Amaarae drops “Wasted Eyes” in new album (+Lyrics)

Ghanaian singer and songwriter, Amaarae’s new Fountain Baby project features the “Wasted Eyes” track co-produced by Pheelz, Kyu Steed, Amaarae, Yves Rothman & S-Type. Listen, stream, read the lyrics, buy the song.

Discover the mesmerizing sounds of Amaarae’s latest single “Wasted Eyes”. Immerse yourself in the hauntingly beautiful vocals and intricate production that will leave you captivated.

Amaarae’s “Wasted Eyes” is a haunting and melancholic ode to the pain and heartbreak of a failed relationship. With her soulful yet ethereal vocals, Amaarae paints a vivid picture of lost love and the desperation that comes with it. The song drips with sadness as Amaarae lays bare her vulnerability and wears her heart on her sleeve.

The intricate production elevates the emotional intensity of the track, giving it an otherworldly quality that further adds to its dramatic impact. Through “Wasted Eyes,” Amaarae proves herself to be a true master of storytelling, weaving together personal experiences and poetic imagery into a poignant narrative that resonates deeply with anyone who has ever loved and lost.

Amaarae – Wasted Eyes (prod. Pheelz, Kyu Steed, Amaarae, Yves Rothman & S-Type)

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9 June 2023
1 Song, 2 minutes
℗ 2023 Golden Angel LLC, under exclusive license to Interscope Records.

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Racks on racks, money ginja me
Opps, they talk, say na frequency
Had to laugh way they humor me
Runnin’ it up with the urgency
Streets dey over ginja me
From the wall to the window seat
In the sun, through the storm, in the winter
I’m in the club, shawty moving like a ninja, ninja
Fresh to death, I’m beyond heat
Activist in my Dior jeans
Buss a jigg, feed you Molly
Feed my love like crack to this fiend

[Chorus]
I can’t be your lover
Too many things to lose
You love me with no honor
Don’t wanna leave, I don’t
I knew that you were trouble
Wasted eyes on you
I can’t be your lover
Too many things to lose

[Verse 2]
Demon with the Dior on the dresser
Pop a Molly tessie in a Tesla
Let it warm your back and your neck (Uh, uh, uh)
I’ma film it all, make a best-of
Edit it all, make it scene on scene
Under it all, know you scheme on me
Hottie million with a milli’ on me
I wanna menage with the blicky on me
Turn the bass up, tell me what you want, want
She want more to taste, uh, I can get it all, all
Pretty little bitch, give me pretty, give me nana
Take me to Nirvana, diamond in the sky-y

[Chorus]
I can’t be your lover
Too many things to lose
You love me with no honor
Don’t wanna leave, I don’t
I knew that you were trouble
Wasted eyes on you
I can’t be your lover
Too many things to lose