[Verse 1: Scuare]
Look
I'm not Jordan
I'm no Pippen
I'm like Rodman on the Pistons
I doubt that I'll make a difference
All I want is some attention
You don't listen
I don't question
I'm not here to teach a lesson
I'm not ever here at all
You hear a beep you leave a message
Fuck a topic interesting
Shit I thought make you upset
And you can jump right off a ledge
Coz I'm not fucking with your presence
I'm encompassing the present
While I point in no direction
Feel annoyed by every thought
Being deployed at my prevention
I caaan't pretend its fun feeling fine
I've never seen the fucking sun
How come I want to get shine
I know how seasons defined
They sprout some leaves and then die
But I don't believe it this time
I'm undefeated inside
My heart was weighed like some muscle, well jaded
The love was tough to kill
I waited through the dinner rush ran up the bill got nothin' still
I guess I'm not what I'm fed
I heard a lot that's not said
Stop talking lies in my head
They don't belong
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