Alone
I be choosing these lyrics Drawing with acrylics Running the rhymes All the time I’m a robot to others Now say that when you have 3 mothers Like one isn’t too many We don’t cost a penny Not in there sense And they say in there defense I was an accident From a catalyst Explosion And the eventual erosion Of the world And I wanna just say That every day I feel like running away But I can’t Or my plant Will die And I don’t care The house became my lair The unstoppable Became the improbable And I say I just wanna fight For the rights Of the dead But I read That it’s bad But I’m mad And sad And alone Why aren’t being treated human Being treated like a superhuman All I want is to be normal Not paranormal Not crazy But a little daisy But hope it’s all gonna be alright But I csnt hope I’m a dope Just someone they forget about Which I doubt Because I’m a Beaty magazine Running on caffeine Going crowding Clouding Rounding People up Into prison Because I’m just try a say Run em over with an accent Get me conscent That I’m allowed to run away Have Alice Not end it with a knife Not be alone Or overthrown As the king of rap I declare That there Be a statue With over value I’m not gonna be a good man Not like I can I’m not gonna lie I don’t wanna die But I will give up Not forgive up
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I be choosing these lyrics Drawing with acrylics Running the rhymes All the time I’m a robot to others Now say that when you have 3 mothers Like one isn’t too many We don’t cost a penny Not in there sense And they say in there defense I was an accident From a catalyst Explosion And the eventual erosion Of the world And I wanna just say That every day I feel like running away But I can’t Or my plant Will die And I don’t care The house became my lair The unstoppable Became the improbable And I say I just wanna fight For the rights Of the dead But I read That it’s bad But I’m mad And sad And alone Why aren’t being treated human Being treated like a superhuman All I want is to be normal Not paranormal Not crazy But a little daisy But hope it’s all gonna be alright But I csnt hope I’m a dope Just someone they forget about Which I doubt Because I’m a Beaty magazine Running on caffeine Going crowding Clouding Rounding People up Into prison Because I’m just try a say Run em over with an accent Get me conscent That I’m allowed to run away Have Alice Not end it with a knife Not be alone Or overthrown As the king of rap I declare That there Be a statue With over value I’m not gonna be a good man Not like I can I’m not gonna lie I don’t wanna die But I will give up Not forgive up