Skin Tone Tattoo - Introvert

His motive's apparent and raring for a go at your head
He thought he saw you talking to his girl
His objective's transparent
Wants you down for the count
The blood draining out in a Hitchcockian swirl
They gather round to watch a scuffle
Gather round to watch a kill
They gather round to see him break your crown like Jacky on a hill
The band's still playing but they're muffled by the heartbeat in your ears
You better get your shit together in maintaining your veneer

You'll die trying, die trying, die trying
You'll die trying, die trying, die trying
You're a preacher, a saint
Live it up, bum
You're a creature of hate
Give it up, son
You'll die trying, die trying, die trying
You'll die trying, die trying, die trying
You're a poser, a fake
Speaking white noise
You're an endless debate
Jerk it off boy

His motive's apparent and raring for a go at your head
He thought he saw you talking to his girl
His objective's transparent
Wants you down for the count
The blood draining out in a Hitchcockian swirl
Because you hate yourself at home
Because you hate yourself at work
He's got the makings of a killer
Watch that boy, he'll go berserk
He'll have a shotgun in one hand
An automatic in the other
It's the quiet ones that snap
They're killing sprees gone undercover

You'll die trying, die trying, die trying
You'll die trying, die trying, die trying
You're a preacher, a saint
Live it up, bum
You're a creature of hate
Give it up, son
You'll die trying, die trying, die trying
You're a poser, a fake
Speaking white noise
You're an endless debate
That was your choice

You're a player by choice but you didn't make the team
Sit in coffee shops and bars
Smoke to build your self-esteem
There's a keeper by the post
Try to get yourself a goal
Acting like you're the ambassador for introverted souls

Written by:
Malcolm Chen

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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