Everything I did
All the harsh words and the sins I got rid
I'm done with it now
At the end of the day I never get to bow
All hate, my friend group dries like paint
I never really got to say goodbye to the saints
So stereotypical, Just wait for the reciprocal
Hard work, not just given but for others it's so typical
Whoa, I'm out on a limb
Hope my movement does its best, hope it works out like a gym
I qualify the fact, that the money doesn't matter
One false trip and my movements gonna shatter
I'm gonna pop off once everybody hates me
Grudges and the regrets on my head barely faze me
I've been feeling isolated from the world lately
The only things I love right now is music and my family
All the people in the competition want me dead
All this bullshit sound like repetition but it's in my head
Long lost souls that I never could've met
He was wrong on careers so it led to a regret
All hate, my friend group dries like paint
I never really got to say goodbye to the saints
So stereotypical, Just wait for the reciprocal
Hard work, not just given but for others it's so typical
Whoa, I'm out on a limb
Hope my movement does its best, hope it works out like a gym
I qualify the fact, that the money doesn't matter
One false trip and my movements gonna shatter
I've been in the clouds, lost as I could be, seeing the stars and shit
In my room waiting for the spell, on the full moon, waiting for hope to hit
I'm in a wasteland, feel like garbage, not being good enough
Can't even pick my phone up, I'm a loner, Girls I can't cuff
I might be at the bottom but I'll make it to the top
Using all of this equipment and the gloves I have to cop
Every move I make is sneaky, gotta climb onto the rocks
In the end I see the peak, but it's the ending of the clock
All hate, my friend group dries like paint
I never really got to say goodbye to the saints
So stereotypical, Just wait for the reciprocal
Hard work, not just given but for others it's so typical
Whoa, I'm out on a limb
Hope my movement does its best, hope it works out like a gym
I qualify the fact, that the money doesn't matter
One false trip and my movements gonna shatter
Nazoyoru - Me Lyrics
Nazoyoru - Me Lyrics
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Everything I did
All the harsh words and the sins I got rid
I'm done with it now
At the end of the day I never get to bow
All hate, my friend group dries like paint
I never really got to say goodbye to the saints
So stereotypical, Just wait for the reciprocal
Hard work, not just given but for others it's so typical
Whoa, I'm out on a limb
Hope my movement does its best, hope it works out like a gym
I qualify the fact, that the money doesn't matter
One false trip and my movements gonna shatter
I'm gonna pop off once everybody hates me
Grudges and the regrets on my head barely faze me
I've been feeling isolated from the world lately
The only things I love right now is music and my family
All the people in the competition want me dead
All this bullshit sound like repetition but it's in my head
Long lost souls that I never could've met
He was wrong on careers so it led to a regret
All hate, my friend group dries like paint
I never really got to say goodbye to the saints
So stereotypical, Just wait for the reciprocal
Hard work, not just given but for others it's so typical
Whoa, I'm out on a limb
Hope my movement does its best, hope it works out like a gym
I qualify the fact, that the money doesn't matter
One false trip and my movements gonna shatter
I've been in the clouds, lost as I could be, seeing the stars and shit
In my room waiting for the spell, on the full moon, waiting for hope to hit
I'm in a wasteland, feel like garbage, not being good enough
Can't even pick my phone up, I'm a loner, Girls I can't cuff
I might be at the bottom but I'll make it to the top
Using all of this equipment and the gloves I have to cop
Every move I make is sneaky, gotta climb onto the rocks
In the end I see the peak, but it's the ending of the clock
All hate, my friend group dries like paint
I never really got to say goodbye to the saints
So stereotypical, Just wait for the reciprocal
Hard work, not just given but for others it's so typical
Whoa, I'm out on a limb
Hope my movement does its best, hope it works out like a gym
I qualify the fact, that the money doesn't matter
One false trip and my movements gonna shatter
All the harsh words and the sins I got rid
I'm done with it now
At the end of the day I never get to bow
All hate, my friend group dries like paint
I never really got to say goodbye to the saints
So stereotypical, Just wait for the reciprocal
Hard work, not just given but for others it's so typical
Whoa, I'm out on a limb
Hope my movement does its best, hope it works out like a gym
I qualify the fact, that the money doesn't matter
One false trip and my movements gonna shatter
I'm gonna pop off once everybody hates me
Grudges and the regrets on my head barely faze me
I've been feeling isolated from the world lately
The only things I love right now is music and my family
All the people in the competition want me dead
All this bullshit sound like repetition but it's in my head
Long lost souls that I never could've met
He was wrong on careers so it led to a regret
All hate, my friend group dries like paint
I never really got to say goodbye to the saints
So stereotypical, Just wait for the reciprocal
Hard work, not just given but for others it's so typical
Whoa, I'm out on a limb
Hope my movement does its best, hope it works out like a gym
I qualify the fact, that the money doesn't matter
One false trip and my movements gonna shatter
I've been in the clouds, lost as I could be, seeing the stars and shit
In my room waiting for the spell, on the full moon, waiting for hope to hit
I'm in a wasteland, feel like garbage, not being good enough
Can't even pick my phone up, I'm a loner, Girls I can't cuff
I might be at the bottom but I'll make it to the top
Using all of this equipment and the gloves I have to cop
Every move I make is sneaky, gotta climb onto the rocks
In the end I see the peak, but it's the ending of the clock
All hate, my friend group dries like paint
I never really got to say goodbye to the saints
So stereotypical, Just wait for the reciprocal
Hard work, not just given but for others it's so typical
Whoa, I'm out on a limb
Hope my movement does its best, hope it works out like a gym
I qualify the fact, that the money doesn't matter
One false trip and my movements gonna shatter
Writer: Adam Arakawa
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