Back Off (feat. Piu Piu)
Piu Piu Piu
Tipitip (Lâches!)
Piu Piu Piu
Tipitip (Unintelligible)
Back off
Take a step back and cut some slack off
Going too far
Don't you think you crossed the bar
Your behaviour is bizarre
If life was automobile then you'd be crashing your damn car
Who you fighting for?
You take nothing less and still you want more
You dont have the common sense to close the damn door
You're a goddamn mess
Its a goddamn test
You failed, an F
And it's all you get
You're a weirdo
But you fear though
How you look
Don't you have a mirror, no?
I'm not that odd
I'm just an acquired taste
I get anxious a lot
What you tell me is a waste
What I tell you is the truth
It doesn't take a sleuth
To tell you you're wasting your time in the booth
I'm trying to be productive
Don't you miss the motive?
I know I'm not the best
But for what else do I live?
Productive? That must be a joke
You're a procrastinating bloke
You spend all your time watching videos in the dark
And ignoring all my useful remarks
I can't ignore you, you're just far too loud
You talk so much I can't hear the sound
Of my own voice so I shut up
Cause I feel like embarrassment is bound
You never shut up, you never stop talking
You overshare once you get walking
Learn to read the people around you, watch the details
You're so touchy feely, your friends aren't brail
I'd like to think I listen pretty well
Sometimes people like the stories that I tell
People open up to me a lot
Showing them I like them tactilely is a thought
You only tell people things so you can get validated by them
Your lack of friends growing up is from where it'll stem
You've always been a loner, surrounding yourself as a distraction
People find you to be a freak, an attraction
At least I'm a creative guy
It needs some work, yet I try
Music, writing, drawing and directing
Trying to combine them so that they're all intersecting
Jack of all trades, master of none
You're not getting paid, it's barely even fun
It's not a career, stop even trying
It's not just a fear, it's real so stop crying
Go away, everything you touch dies
You make me sit around and gather flies
You put my life on hiatus until a reprise
You give me stress, panic and violent sighs
I'm just keeping you well grounded
So you're not delusional you fool
If you didn't like way I sounded
It just proves that you're a tool
You're holding me back from my full potential
I want to feel like my glass is half full
Instead of half empty, I know its general
On my life you've taken a toll
Back off
Take a step back and cut some slack off
Going too far
Don't you think you crossed the bar
Your behaviour is bizarre
If life was automobile then you'd be crashing your damn car
Who you fighting for?
You take nothing less and still you want more
You dont have the common sense to close the damn door (Close the damn door)
You're a goddamn mess
Its a goddamn test
You failed, an F
And it's all you get
Back off
Take a step back and cut some slack off
Going too far
Don't you think you crossed the bar
Your behaviour is bizarre
If life was automobile then you'd be crashing your damn car
Who you fighting for?
You take nothing less and still you want more
You dont have the common sense to close the damn door
You're a goddamn mess
Its a goddamn test
You failed, an F
And it's all you get
Tipitip (Lâches!)
Piu Piu Piu
Tipitip (Unintelligible)
Back off
Take a step back and cut some slack off
Going too far
Don't you think you crossed the bar
Your behaviour is bizarre
If life was automobile then you'd be crashing your damn car
Who you fighting for?
You take nothing less and still you want more
You dont have the common sense to close the damn door
You're a goddamn mess
Its a goddamn test
You failed, an F
And it's all you get
You're a weirdo
But you fear though
How you look
Don't you have a mirror, no?
I'm not that odd
I'm just an acquired taste
I get anxious a lot
What you tell me is a waste
What I tell you is the truth
It doesn't take a sleuth
To tell you you're wasting your time in the booth
I'm trying to be productive
Don't you miss the motive?
I know I'm not the best
But for what else do I live?
Productive? That must be a joke
You're a procrastinating bloke
You spend all your time watching videos in the dark
And ignoring all my useful remarks
I can't ignore you, you're just far too loud
You talk so much I can't hear the sound
Of my own voice so I shut up
Cause I feel like embarrassment is bound
You never shut up, you never stop talking
You overshare once you get walking
Learn to read the people around you, watch the details
You're so touchy feely, your friends aren't brail
I'd like to think I listen pretty well
Sometimes people like the stories that I tell
People open up to me a lot
Showing them I like them tactilely is a thought
You only tell people things so you can get validated by them
Your lack of friends growing up is from where it'll stem
You've always been a loner, surrounding yourself as a distraction
People find you to be a freak, an attraction
At least I'm a creative guy
It needs some work, yet I try
Music, writing, drawing and directing
Trying to combine them so that they're all intersecting
Jack of all trades, master of none
You're not getting paid, it's barely even fun
It's not a career, stop even trying
It's not just a fear, it's real so stop crying
Go away, everything you touch dies
You make me sit around and gather flies
You put my life on hiatus until a reprise
You give me stress, panic and violent sighs
I'm just keeping you well grounded
So you're not delusional you fool
If you didn't like way I sounded
It just proves that you're a tool
You're holding me back from my full potential
I want to feel like my glass is half full
Instead of half empty, I know its general
On my life you've taken a toll
Back off
Take a step back and cut some slack off
Going too far
Don't you think you crossed the bar
Your behaviour is bizarre
If life was automobile then you'd be crashing your damn car
Who you fighting for?
You take nothing less and still you want more
You dont have the common sense to close the damn door (Close the damn door)
You're a goddamn mess
Its a goddamn test
You failed, an F
And it's all you get
Back off
Take a step back and cut some slack off
Going too far
Don't you think you crossed the bar
Your behaviour is bizarre
If life was automobile then you'd be crashing your damn car
Who you fighting for?
You take nothing less and still you want more
You dont have the common sense to close the damn door
You're a goddamn mess
Its a goddamn test
You failed, an F
And it's all you get
Credits
Writer(s): Kamil Dharamshi
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