Letras
I've been walking through the town
And all the lights have been turned off
Since about eight o'clock I'm walking through the darkness
Yes it is my friend and it will be until the very end and there won't be no more
Tell them MX Tell them what you're gonna do now
Tell them everything you say that you gon' wild out
Tell them all the lies you tell yourself so you can sleep at night
I don't want the real you
I want the feeling that everybody gon' fear you
I wanna see them getting nervous when they near you
I wanna hear them close they mouth when they can hear you
That ain't the real you
I don't want the real you
I want the feeling that everybody gon' fear you
I want them looking at each other before they near you
I want them only yelling at you when they cheer you
That ain't the real you
Stop lying to yourself you're not the man you paint in pictures
You're a discombobulated mess where inspirations linger oh they linger
So, uh, what you gonna do now
Cat is out of the bag and I think you screwed up
The facade it washed off like bad make-up
Scrambling to pick my face up off the floor
Quoth the raven Nevermore
What are you saving yourself from by faking who you are to them so
Tell them what you're gonna do now
Tell them everything you say that you gon' wild out
Tell them all the lies you tell yourself so you can sleep at night
I don't want the real you
I want the feeling that everybody gon' fear you
I wanna see them getting nervous when they near you
I wanna hear them close they mouth when they can hear you
That ain't the real you
I don't want the real you
I want the feeling that everybody gon' fear you
I want them looking at each other before they near you
I want them only yelling at you when they cheer you
That ain't the real you
Tell them what you're gonna do now
Tell them everything you say that you gon' wild out
Tell them all the lies you tell yourself so you can sleep at night
I don't want the real you
I want the feeling that everybody gon' fear you
I wanna see them getting nervous when they near you
I wanna hear them close they mouth when they can hear you
That ain't the real you
I don't want the real you
I want the feeling that everybody gon' fear you
I want them looking at each other before they near you
I want them only yelling at you when they cheer you
That ain't the real you
Stop lying to yourself you're not the man you paint in pictures
You're a discombobulated mess where inspirations linger oh they linger