Prepare (Bonus Track)

Hit the big drum
Listen to that snare
I think I'm choking
Give me some fresh air
I don't wanna be here
Meet me elsewhere
Thinking too much
Do I need to prepare
Hit the big drum
Listen to that snare
I think I'm choking
Give me some fresh air
I don't wanna be here
Meet me elsewhere
Thinking too much
Do I need to prepare

In circles I'm going round and round
Seems I can't exit this roundabout
I really wanna wish I can hang around
But I really need to back out
Before I act out
After I fade out
Gonna need to get that brace out
Shout, get away I don't want your clout
I'm too scared to ask you out
You probably don't even remember me
Resemble me
Nothing in a way that'll make you carefree
She see, she knew
The times where I loved you and you loved me too
I thought you were innocent
But then I realized you were just a participant
I thought the possibilities were infinite
What a fucking disappointment

Here we go now
Time to put the show on
Give me the sticks like I'm using a baton
Get sat on, you're literally the size of a micron
Now turn the mic on

Hit the big drum
Listen to that snare
I think I'm choking
Give me some fresh air
I don't wanna be here
Meet me elsewhere
Thinking too much
Do I need to prepare
Hit the big drum
Listen to that snare
I think I'm choking
Give me some fresh air
I don't wanna be here
Meet me elsewhere
Thinking too much
Do I need to prepare

It's a Sunday night
We be watching the pies
There's no way next day I will die
Rocking up to the place
I can barely think straight
Next to my classmate
I think I'm a bit afraid
Keeping my eyes open
I'm trying so hard
Unfortunately, I don't think I'll get far
Who cares, I care
But I cannot bare without making myself prepare
Breathe air, this ain't fair
I really need that flare to save myself from this dare
Oh man, here we go again
Just when I was on the mend I get hit again
My physically along with my low-ass mentality

Here we go now
Time to put the show on
Give me the sticks like I'm using a baton
Get sat on, you're literally the size of a micron
Now turn the mic on

Hit the big drum
Listen to that snare
I think I'm choking
Give me some fresh air
I don't wanna be here
Meet me elsewhere
Thinking too much
Do I need to prepare
Hit the big drum
Listen to that snare
I think I'm choking
Give me some fresh air
I don't wanna be here
Meet me elsewhere
Thinking too much
Do I need to prepare
Hit the big drum
Listen to that snare
I think I'm choking
Give me some fresh air
I don't wanna be here
Meet me elsewhere
Thinking too much
Do I need to prepare
Hit the big drum
Listen to that snare
I think I'm choking
Give me some fresh air
I don't wanna be here
Meet me elsewhere
Thinking too much
Do I need to prepare



Credits
Writer(s): Andre Groves
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