Words (Teemuth x JP Asher)

© JP Asher and Teemuth 2026 _____________ [JP] Where is my skill, where are my words, yeah Bring my pen back, bring back my world - I gotta Write how I feel, gotta make it real, get my Beats unstilled, yeah - Sheffield steel Chemical cocktail fuellin' days, got me Faded, jaded, mazy haze - pop another Few gems, it's like M&Ms, round the Bend 'til the end, 'til it all makes sense Yo-yo emotions - my rollercoaster One moment great, next it's all over Shakin' in my bed, hands 'round my head, as I Remember every little thing that they said Paper in my hand, ink way too fast, time to Spill my past and get back on track Who am I kiddin'? Haha, bars are OK, but You don't ever really hear a word I say [Teemuth] Opened something from last year. Knew the next line before it played. Used to finish songs at three. Now it takes till three to get dressed. Same page jammed inside the printer. Pull it free. Send it again. Used to write to make some room. Now the words won’t let me in. You say, “Don’t force it.” Like there’s something there to save. Been calling this a rough patch So you won’t ask how many days. Want you to hear the new stuff. Hope you never ask. Played you something old instead. Let you say, “You’ve still got that.” Couldn’t even thank you. Just stared down at my hands. If writing’s how I tell you, How do I tell you I can’t? [JP] Sheffield steel Sheffield steel... You don't ever really hear a word I say... [Teemuth] Knew the next line before it played Now the words won't let me in... [JP] You don't ever really hear a word I say.