People
Who did this
People, Arnold
Your birds will come back
Of course they'll come back
They're birds
I trust them, I understand them
It's people I don't understand
You see Arnold
It's time for me to leave here
It's the people I don't understand
The people I don't understand
Uh, yuh
It's the people I don't understand
The people I don't understand
Fuck a fake homie
I want the real
I need to feel that shit
Need to build that bride and not burn it down
Pounds of pressure collapse to the ground
Don't make a sound, cuz they might hear us
They try to steer us in directions that we don't wanna go
They try to keep us low
Make sure the progress slow
You used to be my bro
Now I don't even know
I'm tryna fuckin' grow
Outta this city, everybody that was with me did a three sixty
And you can miss me with that bullshit
Either commit to happiness, or get the fuck on
Since you been gone, I been feeling a lot better
It's whatever, just remember I was here for you
Now theres nothing I can do, if only you knew
You shoulda stayed true and got off the glue
Tippy canoe, the whole crew capsized
Then look me in my eyes and tell me lies til I was satisfied
It's the people I don't understand
The people I don't understand
Uh, yuh
It's the people I don't understand
The people I don't understand
No way
It's the people I don't understand
No, The people I don't understand
Uh, yuh
It's the people I don't understand
The people I don't understand
No way
People, Arnold
Your birds will come back
Of course they'll come back
They're birds
I trust them, I understand them
It's people I don't understand
You see Arnold
It's time for me to leave here
It's the people I don't understand
The people I don't understand
Uh, yuh
It's the people I don't understand
The people I don't understand
Fuck a fake homie
I want the real
I need to feel that shit
Need to build that bride and not burn it down
Pounds of pressure collapse to the ground
Don't make a sound, cuz they might hear us
They try to steer us in directions that we don't wanna go
They try to keep us low
Make sure the progress slow
You used to be my bro
Now I don't even know
I'm tryna fuckin' grow
Outta this city, everybody that was with me did a three sixty
And you can miss me with that bullshit
Either commit to happiness, or get the fuck on
Since you been gone, I been feeling a lot better
It's whatever, just remember I was here for you
Now theres nothing I can do, if only you knew
You shoulda stayed true and got off the glue
Tippy canoe, the whole crew capsized
Then look me in my eyes and tell me lies til I was satisfied
It's the people I don't understand
The people I don't understand
Uh, yuh
It's the people I don't understand
The people I don't understand
No way
It's the people I don't understand
No, The people I don't understand
Uh, yuh
It's the people I don't understand
The people I don't understand
No way
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Writer(s): Devon Lisinski
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