Текст песни
Get them bags off me
Can't you see got my own on me
And my loads heavy
You wouldn't believe all things I've seen
Baby
It isn't you it is me
Or maybe
It's way too soon can't you see
Lately
It isn't true it can't be
Crazy
It's way too good to believe
I - I gotta get outta, I just, nah
Change my mind don't wanna commit
No that's not what I'm trynna say
Look, I don't want to hurt you not 100%
About myself and so I gotta
Get it together somehow
PTSD is likely messing up my options now
I close my eyes and ears coz I don't wanna hear a sound
Anxiety alive and thriving when I am around
It's going down
Boxing it's pound for pound
Arrogance and pettiness are the winners now
Boom-pow, "Oo" goes the crowd
Double knock out
Ready for the next round, it's now
Ey get them bags off me
Can't you see got my own on me
And my loads heavy
You wouldn't believe all things I've seen
Ey get them bags off me
Can't you see got my own on me
And my loads heavy
You wouldn't believe all things I've seen
Don't deem it impossible
Scheming is probable
Motives ulterior
Likely they're diabolical
Feline in hand and stroking it laughing maniacal
Single vision so vicious viewing it through monocle
Reminiscent of Evil Con Carne
You feed off of carnage
Ain't no Even-Steven
You believe in being evil incarnate
Maybe you should see a cerebral genius
To fix your nonsense
Psychologist you need a demon sealer
Bring back your conscious
You been leading people on
Like it is a tour
Tell what's it for
Do you know what you be doing
Continuing the cycle