Lyrics: HANATANI
Music: Yess
Yess, I am
I’m a manufacturer
This is what I wanna do on my own
I know it’ll be tough There’s no going back
So what am I to do next?
I’m afraid of losing it, No idea
Am I freaky? nah i’m just different
Now I’m here Just a new one
They obsessed with who da best
No dummy ya’ll know what is the right path?
Like Stan Lee you know who I am
What? Do I what?
I’m stuck in the same
I’m sorry
I’m out Here is not safe
Then gotta make a new way to make it out alive
Need huge money to not sell my soul
If I got it what’s the aim
I’ll think about it then
I’m a manufacturer
This is what I wanna do on my own
I know it’ll be tough There’s no going back
So what am I to do next?
I’m afraid of losing it, No idea
Am I freaky? nah I’m just different
Like a tourist
Life is easier when I’m playing clueless
Nobody knows I guess I’m ruthless
But i don’t feel sorry for myself
That’s fair enough i’m a do my stuff
They tell me I should do this
It’s a sticky one still but I’ll do best
So I put on the mask
Like Stan Lee you know who I am
What? Do I what?
I’m stuck in the same
I’m sorry?
Racks and renown
Need those
Need those
I have to take myself from squalor
What am I supposed to do?
You know I’m workin’ on my ego
Fed up
Fed up
Sleep on the floor, I need a pillow
Cause I hear voices from down below
Need those
Need those
I have to take myself from squalor
What am I supposed to do?
You know I’m workin’ on my ego
Fed up
Fed up
Sleep on the floor, I need a pillow
Cause I hear voices from down below
I’m stuck in the same
I’m sorry
Racks and renown
Need those
Need those
I have to take myself from squalor
What am I supposed to do?
You know I’m workin’ on my ego
Fed up
Fed up
Sleep on the floor, I need a pillow
Cause I hear voices from down below
Need those
Need those
I have to take myself from squalor
What am I supposed to do?
You know I’m workin’ on my ego
Fed up
Fed up
Sleep on the floor, I need a pillow
Cause I hear voices
I’m stuck in the same
I’m sorry
I’m a manufacturer
This is what I wanna do on my own
I know it’ll be tough There’s no going back
So what am I to do next?
I’m afraid of losing it, No idea
Am I freaky? nah i’m just different
Now I’m here Just a new one
They obsessed with who da best
No dummy ya’ll know what is the right path?
Like Stan Lee you know who I am
What? Do I what?
I’m stuck in the same
I’m sorry?