LOVE YA RS English Translation Lyrics – Innoss’B 2025

Did i close my eyes , did you think I was asleep?
My ears were wide open.
Your beauty like a diamond ,
Your smile is a pure electricity
You moved with a models grace,
Your gaze like the Eiffel Tower at night.
I couldn’t resist , i fell you’ll never know how deep.
But it was already my part,
A role in the casting call of your life.
Fiction and reality began to blur,
You made me an extra, a part that’s hard to play.
For love, I had to bear it,
Praying it was just a phase
AaAaAaAaAaAa EeEeEeEeEe

And I admit, I’m leaving this looking bad,
A sacrifice to a love that lived online.
Yes, I admit, I’m walking away a loser,
I refuse to live an illusion instead of my reality
I refuse to live an illusion instead of my reality

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It’s my fault I agreed to become your other half,
But you used me as your staircase,
Climbing on my back to reach your goals.
You left me dizzy, spinning from your games.
In front of the camera, everything was perfect.
Behind it, our world was draped in darkness.
In public, we were “content creators,”
In private, we lived with zero harmony.

You showed about your subscriber count,
I never asked. You flaunted your admirers,
You enjoy on the comments,
Obsessed with the tags and the likes.
This influencer life you traded nuance
AaAaAaAaAaAa EeEeEeEeEe

And I admit, I’m leaving this looking bad,
A sacrifice to a love that lived online.
Yes, I admit, I’m walking away a loser,
I refuse to live an illusion instead of my reality.
I refuse to trade the truth for a fantasy.
I’m tired of a life built on image and impression,
It’s driving me straight into the taxi of depression.
You crave a luxury life, one even your family can’t provide.
You emptied my pockets,
Knocked me out while I was still standing.
Shame brought me to my knees.
Our story? People are tapping, sharing it everywhere.
I sold my farm to pay for a house—
The rain here is a secret to the outside world.
If Jesus was sold for dirty money,
Then I was sold for megabytes.

A mother’s child, carrying her own weight…
Before it’s too late, you have to know when to leave the table
When respect is no longer being served.
I’d rather be a happy single
Than be unhappily committed.
I’m distancing myself from the worries; the road is long,
I need to preserve my energy.And I admit,
I’m leaving this looking bad,
A sacrifice to a love that lived online.
Yes, I admit, I’m walking away a loser,
I refuse to live an illusion instead of my reality.
I refuse to trade the truth for a fantasy.