Standing on the corner and he's creepin' like a villain Don't got no job so he's thinking about stealin' Cops on his 6 cause he looks like he be dealin' High anxiety My apologies Tries to catch a break but he's stuck up in the rat trap Medication on vacation cause he can't afford that Flash back finger on the trigger ready for combat High anxiety Fake society Are you right? Are you wrong? Do you think I think I don't belong? You don't know anything at all about me I won't be falling on my knees Begging "kill me kill me please" Cause you don't know anything at all about me Nothing about me Got his hands in his pocket and his face is looking bloated Had plans to advance then everything eroded He just walks up to get fucked up, he's overloaded High anxiety No sobriety Had a broad and a squad before everything got shitty Now he's trippin' out on lean and crashing in the city Got a tent with no rent on cement, oh what a pity High anxiety Fake society Are you right? Are you wrong? Do you think I think I don't belong? You don't know anything at all about me I won't be falling on my knees Begging "kill me kill me please" Cause you don't know anything at all about me Nothing about me Day after day Another life in decay Another person to blame in the society game Are you your brother's keeper? A sketchy creeper? Should I get in deeper? Do ya fear the reaper? We are the prison and the jailor We are hell bent on bad behavior We are destined for failure And that's fucked up to me Are you right? Are you wrong? Do you think I think I don't belong? You don't know anything at all about me Are you right? Are you wrong? Do you think I think I don't belong? You don't know anything at all about me I won't be falling on my knees Begging "kill me kill me please" Cause you don't know anything at all about me Yeah you don't know anything at all about me You don't know anything at all about me At all about me, blahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
