[Intro – whisper, chopped vox] ( hey Tobi… ) …( … ) …( Another sweet one ) Ehn… [Verse 1 – spaced, moody] Old wound, I call you by name now, na why I dey stroll back to that side. No dey shake, no dey run o, I sabi the vibe, I sabi the tide. Light no dey show, but my eye don adjust, darkness na my zone, I no dey lost. To love you na to just dey stay, even when my body dey say “abeg comot”. Air thick, words dey delay like lag, I just siddon cool, wait for nothing. Like guy wey dey wait for rain for dry season, I dey chill, no move, no stress. [Pre-Chorus – first lift] Your touch get style, e no sharp sharp, but e dey stay, dey linger for my chest. Silence fit drag for days, ehn, I weigh am small-small, feel am deep. No noise, no scene, we press the spot wey go make am sting forever, but no scatter the whole thing[Chorus A – first hook] Old wound, you don sabi my name, now you just be one place I fit vibe. Dark o, but I sabi which corner sweet pass, oh-oh… yea… ehn… I dey pull up sometimes, no be you I wan see, na the pain wey no fit shock me again. Pain wey sabi me, pain wey I sabi, old wound, you don sabi my name. Inside this scar… I don find who I be, soundgasm… yeaTime no dey heal nothing proper, e just teach me how to chill inside the fire. We wound each other clean, no drama, precision like artist wey dey draw line. No mess, no shout, just deep feel wey dey stay. Ẹ̀dá ń yí padà… but this thing no change o. Na old rhythm wey I don master, na my custom now, I no dey tire. Make I no lie… I don level up, make I no lie… I don level up. [Pre-Chorus – first lift] Your touch get style, e no sharp sharp, but e dey stay, dey linger for my chest. Silence fit drag for days, ehn, I weigh am small-small, feel am deep. No noise, no scene, we press the spot wey go make am sting forever, Old wound, you don sabi my name, now you be house wey I get key. Dark pass midnight, but map dey my phone, I no dey lost. Old wound, you don sabi my name, but inside this scar… I sabi my power. Inside this scar… I don find who I be, sound like… soundgasm… [ Final chorus 3 female vocalist] Old wound, you dey call am home, but I learned to lock that door. You sit with your pain like old friend, I taught mine how to walk away. You say scar show you power, me, I chose peace over flame. If you still dey dance with shadows, I already changed my name. ound, you don sabi my name, now you be house wey I get key. Dark o, but I sabi which corner sweet pass, dark pass midnight, but map dey my phone. Na the pain wey no fit shock me again, na that vibe wey calm my soul. Inside this scar… I sabi my power, inside this scar, ad-libs] Vibez… old wound… I stopped checking if you’re gone. beat fade. you don’t you don’t (hey Tobi) (another sweet one)
