Square
Do the people in his circle know that he's a square?
Is anybody listening?
Is anybody there?
Do they look beyond the surface, to see that he's a square?
The ones that keep the closest
Does anybody care?
Regardless, he'll fly high
For the rest of life
Alone or by his side
For the rest of life
Look at him
The duality of man really suited him
Coz look at the masks and way that he says what he says
When he's making a fool of em
An expert at seeming so cool again
Personality is a tool to him
Is anybody paying attention to all of the cracks in his masks
That he choose for him?
And yet he still longs for companionship and some acknowledgement
He wonders if he's alienated everyone who talks to him
With silly mind games meant to test that people found preposterous
A of lack of trust and a scarred heart is some of what be causing this
But really he's a square
More simple minded than he lets on, no one is aware
Coz shields go up and puzzles made for those who seem to care
The logic is if you'll jump through the hoops he'll know you're rare
Is it fair?
Do the people in his circle know that he's a square?
Is anybody listening?
Is anybody there?
Do they look beyond the surface, to see that he's a square?
The ones that keep the closest
Does anybody care?
Regardless, he'll fly high
For the rest of life
Alone or by his side
For the rest of life
Is it even realistic?
In this world we live in can people even be that altruistic?
He expects a lot with the promise that he gon' lead em in his mission
And that's not a lot of trust to those
Who should be friends and not minions
Uh, so he loses some friends
But the pride in his heart tells him that it won't be the end
He views it all as fate, that they were never meant to blend
Consequences of years hurt numbed the pain where this all stems
Coz he'd rather keep his distance and have someone drift away
Than to let somebody in and feel the pain that's from the shame
When you open up your heart for someone to reject the plain
Nature of a square who shifts through masks
And pretends it's all a game
Man
Do the people in his circle know that he's a square?
Is anybody listening?
Is anybody there?
Do they look beyond the surface, to see that he's a square?
The ones that keep the closest
Does anybody care?
Regardless, he'll fly high
For the rest of life
Alone or by his side
For the rest of life
Is anybody listening?
Is anybody there?
Do they look beyond the surface, to see that he's a square?
The ones that keep the closest
Does anybody care?
Regardless, he'll fly high
For the rest of life
Alone or by his side
For the rest of life
Look at him
The duality of man really suited him
Coz look at the masks and way that he says what he says
When he's making a fool of em
An expert at seeming so cool again
Personality is a tool to him
Is anybody paying attention to all of the cracks in his masks
That he choose for him?
And yet he still longs for companionship and some acknowledgement
He wonders if he's alienated everyone who talks to him
With silly mind games meant to test that people found preposterous
A of lack of trust and a scarred heart is some of what be causing this
But really he's a square
More simple minded than he lets on, no one is aware
Coz shields go up and puzzles made for those who seem to care
The logic is if you'll jump through the hoops he'll know you're rare
Is it fair?
Do the people in his circle know that he's a square?
Is anybody listening?
Is anybody there?
Do they look beyond the surface, to see that he's a square?
The ones that keep the closest
Does anybody care?
Regardless, he'll fly high
For the rest of life
Alone or by his side
For the rest of life
Is it even realistic?
In this world we live in can people even be that altruistic?
He expects a lot with the promise that he gon' lead em in his mission
And that's not a lot of trust to those
Who should be friends and not minions
Uh, so he loses some friends
But the pride in his heart tells him that it won't be the end
He views it all as fate, that they were never meant to blend
Consequences of years hurt numbed the pain where this all stems
Coz he'd rather keep his distance and have someone drift away
Than to let somebody in and feel the pain that's from the shame
When you open up your heart for someone to reject the plain
Nature of a square who shifts through masks
And pretends it's all a game
Man
Do the people in his circle know that he's a square?
Is anybody listening?
Is anybody there?
Do they look beyond the surface, to see that he's a square?
The ones that keep the closest
Does anybody care?
Regardless, he'll fly high
For the rest of life
Alone or by his side
For the rest of life
Credits
Writer(s): Mhlawenjabulo Nkosikhethile Khumalo
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