Pay attention to the individuals
What if I got shot what if I lose control
Why/where my lyrics lie are in the aftermath
You'll see what I mean when now is called the past
Story of an everlasting idiot
Give him reach, then cut his hands right off
That's the basic principle of everything/interesting
Am I right? Am I not right?
I know there are at least three of them for me
Socially, I don't know what I'm doing to me
I'm at fault always, it's obvious they
Hate me, but when I look there's always
More of them, how am I not
Weak as they get they get fatigued every time I
Run my mouth with an opinion
Maybe I'm the one to blame, you see
I don't know if I have any stories to choose
At this point it's fabrications or thoughts
Thirty seconds in the past I wasn't lying
I wasn't lying
I wasn't lying
I wasn't lying
Even though, I have no mention of calculation
You'd be wrong
Give me breaks, time to think time to put into practise
My paper
Tell me now wasting time not doing something I'm doing
You don't need to know
Where is home the pressure of the stuff above feeling
Crushed by the eternal reach for emptiness
Roger you, can't be more wrong writing a song describing
A universal life's structure
I believed in you
I believed in me
I believed in me
I believed in me
I need to record
Can you call in your room
Wooden door
Give me more room
All alone
In my room
Contribution
Not in my room
Crazy dates
Rent out a room
Unfortunately
Impossible
Give me a say
In my design
I'm not ungrateful
But a parasite
I need to record
Can you call in your room
Wooden door
Give me more room
All alone
In my room
Contribution
Not in my room
Crazy dates
Rent out a room
Unfortunately
Impossible
Give me a say
In my design
I'm not ungrateful
But a parasite
You don't know where you are
Don't know thss thss spit
Does this give you an idea?
The world is a mess
You just gotta look for the good stuff
This is a story of a boy
Yoba foy rots is what you heard
Ylthgil sredluohs
Eht no mih pat tusj dloc tuo
S'eh yrrow t'nod stnaw eh tahw wonk t'nod I
Yob a fo yrots a nigeb s'tel
Resolution?
Ok let's begin
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Pay attention to the individuals
What if I got shot what if I lose control
Why/where my lyrics lie are in the aftermath
You'll see what I mean when now is called the past
Story of an everlasting idiot
Give him reach, then cut his hands right off
That's the basic principle of everything/interesting
Am I right? Am I not right?
I know there are at least three of them for me
Socially, I don't know what I'm doing to me
I'm at fault always, it's obvious they
Hate me, but when I look there's always
More of them, how am I not
Weak as they get they get fatigued every time I
Run my mouth with an opinion
Maybe I'm the one to blame, you see
I don't know if I have any stories to choose
At this point it's fabrications or thoughts
Thirty seconds in the past I wasn't lying
I wasn't lying
I wasn't lying
I wasn't lying
Even though, I have no mention of calculation
You'd be wrong
Give me breaks, time to think time to put into practise
My paper
Tell me now wasting time not doing something I'm doing
You don't need to know
Where is home the pressure of the stuff above feeling
Crushed by the eternal reach for emptiness
Roger you, can't be more wrong writing a song describing
A universal life's structure
I believed in you
I believed in me
I believed in me
I believed in me
I need to record
Can you call in your room
Wooden door
Give me more room
All alone
In my room
Contribution
Not in my room
Crazy dates
Rent out a room
Unfortunately
Impossible
Give me a say
In my design
I'm not ungrateful
But a parasite
I need to record
Can you call in your room
Wooden door
Give me more room
All alone
In my room
Contribution
Not in my room
Crazy dates
Rent out a room
Unfortunately
Impossible
Give me a say
In my design
I'm not ungrateful
But a parasite
You don't know where you are
Don't know thss thss spit
Does this give you an idea?
The world is a mess
You just gotta look for the good stuff
This is a story of a boy
Yoba foy rots is what you heard
Ylthgil sredluohs
Eht no mih pat tusj dloc tuo
S'eh yrrow t'nod stnaw eh tahw wonk t'nod I
Yob a fo yrots a nigeb s'tel
Resolution?
Ok let's begin
What if I got shot what if I lose control
Why/where my lyrics lie are in the aftermath
You'll see what I mean when now is called the past
Story of an everlasting idiot
Give him reach, then cut his hands right off
That's the basic principle of everything/interesting
Am I right? Am I not right?
I know there are at least three of them for me
Socially, I don't know what I'm doing to me
I'm at fault always, it's obvious they
Hate me, but when I look there's always
More of them, how am I not
Weak as they get they get fatigued every time I
Run my mouth with an opinion
Maybe I'm the one to blame, you see
I don't know if I have any stories to choose
At this point it's fabrications or thoughts
Thirty seconds in the past I wasn't lying
I wasn't lying
I wasn't lying
I wasn't lying
Even though, I have no mention of calculation
You'd be wrong
Give me breaks, time to think time to put into practise
My paper
Tell me now wasting time not doing something I'm doing
You don't need to know
Where is home the pressure of the stuff above feeling
Crushed by the eternal reach for emptiness
Roger you, can't be more wrong writing a song describing
A universal life's structure
I believed in you
I believed in me
I believed in me
I believed in me
I need to record
Can you call in your room
Wooden door
Give me more room
All alone
In my room
Contribution
Not in my room
Crazy dates
Rent out a room
Unfortunately
Impossible
Give me a say
In my design
I'm not ungrateful
But a parasite
I need to record
Can you call in your room
Wooden door
Give me more room
All alone
In my room
Contribution
Not in my room
Crazy dates
Rent out a room
Unfortunately
Impossible
Give me a say
In my design
I'm not ungrateful
But a parasite
You don't know where you are
Don't know thss thss spit
Does this give you an idea?
The world is a mess
You just gotta look for the good stuff
This is a story of a boy
Yoba foy rots is what you heard
Ylthgil sredluohs
Eht no mih pat tusj dloc tuo
S'eh yrrow t'nod stnaw eh tahw wonk t'nod I
Yob a fo yrots a nigeb s'tel
Resolution?
Ok let's begin
Writer: Michael Kim
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid