It's all about steam It's all about dreams It's all about making the best out of everything You'll know when your fine Cause you'll talk like a mime You'll fall on your face You get back up and you're doing fine "a considerate clown, a preachy preachy machine" Is one of the sweetest things you would say about me But I don't have the time for your distorted esteem Why are you toying with my mind?
I don't wanna hear you say [x8] it I don't wanna hear you say [x6] it I don't wanna hear you say [x8] it Now you're messing with my pride
You think you're smarter than me Well everyone knows you will never be smarter than me That's how it goes I gained forty pounds because of you Was there an "S" on my chest Well I confess, you were too much stress I'd have a heart attack at best So now I breathe it out, I breathe it out I spit it on the crowd cause they lift me up, they lift me up, they lift me up When I'm feeling down What am I spitting out? spitting out, something we never talk about It's called my...mind
I don't wanna hear you say [x8] it I don't wanna hear you say [x6] it I don't wanna hear you say [x8] it Now you're messing with my pride
I'm sick of standing in your line So now you'll have to take it Take this to heart I will never let you fuck me over Stop talking down to me your war is old Your game is over So here's my coldest shoulder
I don't wanna hear you say [x8] it I don't wanna hear you say [x6] it I don't wanna hear you say [x8] it Now you're messing with my pride
Something we don't talk about Something we never talk about