Bad At Singing (Bloodlust)

Yeah, look...They told me I couldn't do it, man.They told me I didn't have the voice for it.But they don't know what's inside.Listen...[Chorus]Bloodlust, bloodlust, man, I'm lonely, lonelyI am bad at singing but not at writing lyrics, it goes like thatYeah, bloodlust, bloodlust, man, I'm lonely, lonelyThey don't want to hear me talk, they just want to see me fall flatBut I put it on the page, yeah, it goes like that.[Verse 1]Sitting in a dark room, staring at the floorParanoia creeping, hear a knocking at my doorGot a pocket full of secrets, devil wanting moreAnd my chest is getting heavy, fighting in a warYeah, I know I hit the studio and sometimes I'm off-keyBut the pain inside my lyrics tell you who I'm gonna beGot a homie in a casket, got a family on their kneesAnd this bloodlust got me blind, man, I swear I cannot see.[Chorus]Bloodlust, bloodlust, man, I'm lonely, lonelyI am bad at singing but not at writing lyrics, it goes like thatYeah, bloodlust, bloodlust, man, I'm lonely, lonelyThey don't want to hear me talk, they just want to see me fall flatBut I put it on the page, yeah, it goes like that.[Verse 2]They want Auto-Tune, they want me to sound sweetBut I’m spitting out the venom while I'm walking on the streetI don't need a perfect voice just to kill a fucking beatGot a million different thoughts and they running on repeatInk is bleeding through the paper like a wound that wouldn't closeI am lonely in the jungle where the bitter winter blowsHow I survived the trauma? Man, nobody really knowsSo I write it in the lyrics, that's just how the story goes.[Outro]Yeah... it goes like that.Bad at singing, but the pen don't lie.Lonely, lonely...Bloodlust on my mind.