Stranger really killed this one, yeah
Yeah
Why you holding a grudge
Why you holding a gun
Why you smoking on something and y'all don't know what the fuck it is
I been focused for what
Cuz the high hopes I'm running with
You high hoping for something to pull you out of the struggling
Fuck if that's your mentality
Sadly that ain't reality
So you battling with the fact that shit never gon' change
That's why these locals fucking with what I'm doing in public
Trying to kick it go suck a dick
Y'all just hope for the fame
And watch your tone when you talk
I'm not the one to put up with all that
Phony big tough shit why you posing a front
I'm slightly hopeful but fuck am I bi-polar or somethin'
With thoughts of loading a gun while I'm crying holding it up
Yeah
I just wanna be myself in a world
Full of hate and I don't need no help
You don't know me oh well
Keep thinking that you know me but you don't
We probably got a lot in common but you wouldn't know
More than just an organism
In a foreign prison
When this shits in orbit, spinning
Thinkin' that I'm sorta gifted
Gotta different sorta vision
Light the torch and grip the sword and swing it
Through the forest splitting anybody go to war against him
Due to torture when the mental purgatory forming in 'em
Which of course had then just led to writing and recording writtens
Fuck conforming bitch your life is
Boring to me so I built my own fucking lane
And you can't break outta the norm of shit
Why
Why they try to use me like I owe
Something all your fucking lies
And I don't wanna be here on my own
But I can't trust a soul in sight
And y'all ain't ever hear me when I spoke because it isn't what you
Like but fuck it I can pack my stuff and
Leave my home in the middle of the night
Why
Why they try to use me like I owe
Something all your fucking lies
And I don't wanna be here on my own
But I can't trust a soul in sight
And y'all ain't ever hear me when I spoke because it isn't what you
Like but fuck it I can pack my stuff and
Leave my home in the middle of the night