What?
Is anyone here
Is anyone fuckin here
All this pain is blocking my ear
I can't seem to shed a tear
Even though I have about a thousand
My thoughts are clouded
Friends asked for about the thousandth
What's up your hiding like a mouse and what
I can't even feel a ounce of what
Baby I can't give you what you want
Ill give you squat also don't know
Myself what, don't know my fucking self
What, what, what, what, what, what
She saw smiles' ig, she pm me snap
I send it back
But then I don't snap back, send face pic back
If im honest I want my ex girl back
Sorry babe I can't give you squat
Going for me was a long shot
Ill just pull back and ping you off like a slingshot
I told you I aint got no week spot
Im all cold, I aint sold, im a bot
Ive got no heart
I run like mechanical I should be locked in a cage
Im an animal not cannibal
But im graphical and im feeling kinda radical
Ive kept me feelings locked for not
1, not 2 but 3 lockdowns
Like i'm AJ at Wembley
Imma knockout
Keep my feelings locked in a cage
Don't know myself what
Don't know myself squat
Wouldn't care if was being held a gunpoint
Stand strong and wait to see the checkpoint
Hello death hope your day is okay
Been waiting to meet you for some time so hey
"Name"
Smiles
"How you die"
Frowns
"Heaven or hell"
Well didn't expect the option
Target, talk a stalker, not stalkin, not an option
Had plenty of those, many female partners
Pardon, my nonsense, but to put it blatent
Guess ill go see satan
"Done, but why so sudden, and why the blooded"
I guess id rather eat mutton than all that discussion
It give me a concussion, like there banging percussion
When I can have corruption, volcano eruption
Destruction no introductions and no reproduction
"Please take the 666 train to hell"
Okay then farewell
When your in hell you get flashbacks
Not happy for we in hell
If im honest don't have many memories
That brings me smiles
Flashback of year 9
Sadie and Kelsey
Can you tell me was
My humour, spread like a rumour
I still wonder where my pain came from
Still don't know what it is, what it is
Is anyone here
Is anyone fuckin here
All this pain is blocking my ear
I can't seem to shed a tear
Even though I have about a thousand
My thoughts are clouded
Friends asked for about the thousandth
What's up your hiding like a mouse and what
I can't even feel a ounce of what
Baby I can't give you what you want
Ill give you squat also don't know
Myself what, don't know my fucking self
What, what, what, what, what, what
If im honest does anyone know what's going on deep inside em
Dave send us the location, so we can find the pain
Is it a lost island, village or a screwface capital
If I make it in this rap my pain goes national
I'll always try and be pragmatical
But I feel problematical
If I ever take a sabbatical
Just know i'll come back
A a spirit or as an animal
Is anyone fuckin here
All this pain is blocking my ear
I can't seem to shed a tear
Even though I have about a thousand
My thoughts are clouded
Friends asked for about the thousandth
What's up your hiding like a mouse and what
I can't even feel a ounce of what
Baby I can't give you what you want
Ill give you squat also don't know
Myself what, don't know my fucking self
What, what, what, what, what, what
She saw smiles' ig, she pm me snap
I send it back
But then I don't snap back, send face pic back
If im honest I want my ex girl back
Sorry babe I can't give you squat
Going for me was a long shot
Ill just pull back and ping you off like a slingshot
I told you I aint got no week spot
Im all cold, I aint sold, im a bot
Ive got no heart
I run like mechanical I should be locked in a cage
Im an animal not cannibal
But im graphical and im feeling kinda radical
Ive kept me feelings locked for not
1, not 2 but 3 lockdowns
Like i'm AJ at Wembley
Imma knockout
Keep my feelings locked in a cage
Don't know myself what
Don't know myself squat
Wouldn't care if was being held a gunpoint
Stand strong and wait to see the checkpoint
Hello death hope your day is okay
Been waiting to meet you for some time so hey
"Name"
Smiles
"How you die"
Frowns
"Heaven or hell"
Well didn't expect the option
Target, talk a stalker, not stalkin, not an option
Had plenty of those, many female partners
Pardon, my nonsense, but to put it blatent
Guess ill go see satan
"Done, but why so sudden, and why the blooded"
I guess id rather eat mutton than all that discussion
It give me a concussion, like there banging percussion
When I can have corruption, volcano eruption
Destruction no introductions and no reproduction
"Please take the 666 train to hell"
Okay then farewell
When your in hell you get flashbacks
Not happy for we in hell
If im honest don't have many memories
That brings me smiles
Flashback of year 9
Sadie and Kelsey
Can you tell me was
My humour, spread like a rumour
I still wonder where my pain came from
Still don't know what it is, what it is
Is anyone here
Is anyone fuckin here
All this pain is blocking my ear
I can't seem to shed a tear
Even though I have about a thousand
My thoughts are clouded
Friends asked for about the thousandth
What's up your hiding like a mouse and what
I can't even feel a ounce of what
Baby I can't give you what you want
Ill give you squat also don't know
Myself what, don't know my fucking self
What, what, what, what, what, what
If im honest does anyone know what's going on deep inside em
Dave send us the location, so we can find the pain
Is it a lost island, village or a screwface capital
If I make it in this rap my pain goes national
I'll always try and be pragmatical
But I feel problematical
If I ever take a sabbatical
Just know i'll come back
A a spirit or as an animal
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Writer(s): George Underhill
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