Enemy (from the series Arcane League of Legends)

(Look out for yourself)

I wake up to the sounds of the silence that allows
For my mind to run around with my ear up to the ground
I'm searching to behold the stories that are told
When my back is to the world that was smiling when I turned

Tell you you're the greatest
But once you turn, they hate us

Oh, the misery, everybody wants to be my enemy
Spare the sympathy, everybody wants to be my enemy
(Look out for yourself) my enemy (look, look, look, look)
(Look out for yourself) but I'm ready

Your words up on the wall as you're praying for my fall
And the laughter in the halls and the names that I've been called
I stack it in my mind and I'm waiting for the time
When I show you what it's like to be words spit in a mic

Tell you you're the greatest
But once you turn, they hate us (huh)

Oh, the misery, everybody wants to be my enemy
Spare the sympathy, everybody wants to be my enemy
(Look, look, look, look, look out for yourself) my enemy
(Look, look, look, look) yeah (look out for yourself), uh, look

Okay, I'm hoping that somebody pray for me
I'm praying that somebody hope for me
I'm staying where nobody 'posed to be
P-P-Posted, being a wreck of emotions
Ready to go whenever, just let me know
The road is long, so put the pedal into the floor
The enemy on my trail, my energy unavailable
I'ma tell 'em, "Hasta luego"

They wanna plot on my trot to the top, I've been outta shape
Thinkin' out the box, I'm an astronaut, I blasted off the planet
Rock to cause catastrophe and it matters more because I had it not
Had I thought about wreaking havoc on an opposition
Kinda shocking they wanted static with precision, I'm automatic
Quarterback, I ain't talkin' sacking, pack it, pack it up
I don't panic, batter, batter up, who the baddest?
It don't matter 'cause we at your throat

Everybody wants to be my enemy
Spare the sympathy (oh), everybody wants to be my enemy
Oh, the misery (oh), everybody wants to be my enemy
Spare the sympathy (oh), everybody wants to be my enemy

Pray it away, I swear
I'll never be a saint, no way, my enemy
Pray it away, I swear I'll never be a saint
(Look out for yourself)



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Wayne Sermon, Daniel James Platzman, Mattias Per Larsson, Robin Lennart Fredriksson, Daniel Coulter Reynolds, Benjamin Arthur Mckee, Justin Tranter, Destin Route
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