backup - guardin lyrics
[verse 1]
got some money in my pocket
but that doesn’t make a difference at all, at all, at all
this isn’t fame i’m f-cking lame
i’m just boy whose tryna figure it out, it out, it out
well maybe this is f-cking it
the audience has turned against
they wanna justify the creepin’ and leak my mom’s home address
the paranoia rises best when your words sit inside my chest
i’m f-cking human don’t forget that when you’re making your requests
[chorus]
i’ve got my hands up
you’ve got your hands on your gun
calling for backup
i’m not the only one
i’ve got a question
does torturing me sound fun
yeah, you take out your stress
by punching holes out of everyone
[verse 2]
got some whiskey in my cup
but i don’t think that it’s enough at all, at all, at all
this isn’t me i tell myself
i constantly worry about my health, whoa oh oh
well maybe i should f-cking try
’cause death is creepin’ right behind
i see him sitting in the corner lookin’ oh so f-cking sly
anxiety is on the rise when he’s constantly on my mind
i fear the day is finally coming where i meet my own demise
[chorus]
i’ve got my hands up
you’ve got your hands on your gun
calling for backup
i’m not the only one
i’ve got a question
does torturing me sound fun
yeah, you take out your stress
by punching holes out of everyone
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