Prove It
I am the blood and the guts
Smeared all over the page
I'm on the wall of a gallery, put on display
A culmination of mistakes in a picture frame
Put me up for sale for a price you cannot pay
I'm impatient, I hate waiting
I get full from a taste
I never stop for your opinion
Or ask for your take
I am impatient, I hate waiting
I get full from a taste
I never stop for your opinion
Or ask for your take
I've got no one to prove myself to but me
That's why my heels are dug in so deep
I am the blood and the guts
And I'm red with rage
You wouldn't recognize me
Or the ways I've changed
I've learned to do it different (yeah, yeah, yeah)
While you do it the same (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Now I'm up for sale (yeah, yeah, yeah)
For a price you cannot pay (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I won't get in cause I re-recognize the cage
That's where I've been
Yeah, it's all writ on my face
You think I'm mean
Ah but you don't know my rage
I won't get in cause I re-recognize the cage
I won't get in cause I re-recognize the cage
That's where I've been
Yeah, it's all writ on my face
You think I'm mean
Ah but you don't know my rage
I won't get in cause I re-recognize the cage
I got no one to prove myself to but me
That's why my heels are dug in so deep
I am the blood and the guts
Smeared all over the page
I'm on the wall of a gallery, put on display
A culmination of mistakes (yeah, yeah, yeah)
In a picture frame (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Put me up for sale (yeah, yeah, yeah)
For a price you cannot pay (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Smeared all over the page
I'm on the wall of a gallery, put on display
A culmination of mistakes in a picture frame
Put me up for sale for a price you cannot pay
I'm impatient, I hate waiting
I get full from a taste
I never stop for your opinion
Or ask for your take
I am impatient, I hate waiting
I get full from a taste
I never stop for your opinion
Or ask for your take
I've got no one to prove myself to but me
That's why my heels are dug in so deep
I am the blood and the guts
And I'm red with rage
You wouldn't recognize me
Or the ways I've changed
I've learned to do it different (yeah, yeah, yeah)
While you do it the same (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Now I'm up for sale (yeah, yeah, yeah)
For a price you cannot pay (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I won't get in cause I re-recognize the cage
That's where I've been
Yeah, it's all writ on my face
You think I'm mean
Ah but you don't know my rage
I won't get in cause I re-recognize the cage
I won't get in cause I re-recognize the cage
That's where I've been
Yeah, it's all writ on my face
You think I'm mean
Ah but you don't know my rage
I won't get in cause I re-recognize the cage
I got no one to prove myself to but me
That's why my heels are dug in so deep
I am the blood and the guts
Smeared all over the page
I'm on the wall of a gallery, put on display
A culmination of mistakes (yeah, yeah, yeah)
In a picture frame (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Put me up for sale (yeah, yeah, yeah)
For a price you cannot pay (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Simon Wilcox, Ali Payami, Moriah Rose Pereira
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