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Chebaka - Conservatory Lyrics



Chebaka - Conservatory Lyrics




Aye you should thank me
You should embrace me
For being selfish
I was helpless
Defensive over mended fences
See when you're senseless
Slowly coming back to your senses
It cuts deep like a switchblade from your sensei
But really I'm a samurai
When I let out my battlecry
I saw the sky was falling down
I didn't bat an eye
If you wanna battle guy
Well then I'll stab you in your adams apple with my javelin
In Babylon I'm know as Chandy The Champion
But this might be the perfect time to leave
Through the back
Dressed in black
You wouldn't notice me
My feelings got switched
Once my wings got clipped
And I was so f*cking close
I felt it with my fingertips
So then I climbed a bunch of hills
And I wept for a bit
I took a bunch of pills
Slept for a but
Mouth sick
Three times I switched my outfit
And now I'm standing in front of the mirror
Like boy you ain't about shiiiit
I'm hard on myself
Hard headed
Too smart for my own good
Patiently waiting for Mr. Show Off
To finally show up
It's a blurry line between perfection and depression
Some days I want all the attention
Some days I want to alter my reflection
That's real
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Aye you should thank me
You should embrace me
For being selfish
I was helpless
Defensive over mended fences
See when you're senseless
Slowly coming back to your senses
It cuts deep like a switchblade from your sensei
But really I'm a samurai
When I let out my battlecry
I saw the sky was falling down
I didn't bat an eye
If you wanna battle guy
Well then I'll stab you in your adams apple with my javelin
In Babylon I'm know as Chandy The Champion
But this might be the perfect time to leave
Through the back
Dressed in black
You wouldn't notice me
My feelings got switched
Once my wings got clipped
And I was so f*cking close
I felt it with my fingertips
So then I climbed a bunch of hills
And I wept for a bit
I took a bunch of pills
Slept for a but
Mouth sick
Three times I switched my outfit
And now I'm standing in front of the mirror
Like boy you ain't about shiiiit
I'm hard on myself
Hard headed
Too smart for my own good
Patiently waiting for Mr. Show Off
To finally show up
It's a blurry line between perfection and depression
Some days I want all the attention
Some days I want to alter my reflection
That's real
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Writer: Chandler Escobedo
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Chebaka
Length: 1:57
Written by: Chandler Escobedo

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