Manchild, Vol. 2

Mmm
Ooh, mmm

It's a young man child and he's tryna find his meaning of life
They call him selfish, they call him stupid
But he's way too reckless to care about it and give two shit
(But, but, but)

'Cause you emphasising and you fantasying 'bout something you can't have
'Bout something that is unachievable, mmm
You're criticising, 'cause you mesmerising everything you do
'Cause you're so unstoppable

I, I said don't call me a taxi
Crying all alone in the backseat
I said "Don't leave me hanging, no, no, no"
Don't be a prick yeah, oh lord no
But, who am I fooling?
You're too selfish for that

All alone stuck in Miami (All alone)
No friends but a lot of enemies (Enemies)
He dreams of stars and Hollywood (Hollywood)
But he feels so misunderstood (Mmm)
They're telling him that he should be smart
He should be wise but he chose his heart
He's a beautiful teenager in awe for the lust of life
Yeah, he wants it all
Mmm, yeah

No, no, no
He wants the power, the money, the glamour
Everything, he wants it now (Yeah, yeah)
So he's watching the TV
Looking at people like James Dean
Dancing on the songs that they're playing along
He is forgetting about life and he's lost in his own mind
(Forgetting everything)
Forgetting everything he doesn't want to know
'Cause for him it's all about the life
(But, but, but)

'Cause you emphasising (Mmm) and you fantasying 'bout something you can't have
'Bout something that is unachievable, mmm
You're criticising, 'cause you mesmerising everything you do
'Cause you're so unstoppable

I, I said don't call me a taxi
Crying all alone in the backseat
I said "Don't leave me hanging, no, no, no"
Don't be a prick yeah, oh lord no
But, who am I fooling?
You're too selfish for that

All alone stuck in Miami (All alone)
No friends but a lot of enemies (Enemies)
He dreams of stars and Hollywood (Hollywood)
But he feels so misunderstood (Mmm)
They're telling him that he should be smart
He should be wise but he chose his heart
He's a beautiful teenager in awe for the lust of life (Lust of life)
Yeah, he wants it all
Mmm, yeah

So he takes his shit and goes
And there, the story goes
He's confessing, confessing his sins
He's like a flower drying out in the East
A desert looking for the sea

A young man child, na-na
Ah, yeah
Young man child



Credits
Writer(s): Adil Ais
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