Fire.
I’m down and you don’t care about it.
In the end it’s all about the “I” in me.
Forget about the “we” because traveling back
To past cases to resolve situations
Of former stories of heartbreaks
Are a little more important then the here and now
Can you hear me now?
Drop me like I’m Derek Fisher,
But I’ll come swinging back like I’m okay, see.
Thunder is the sound but lighting is how bright I’ll be.
If you don’t get it, you don’t get it.
“Why is he so caught up when I told him that I need to respect to someone else’s feelings?”
Because in order to achieve your own moral philosophy
You had to drop me like stack and break me off like a line of Tetris
Out of the blue
Like we were Troy and Abed so, “Cool. Cool. Cool.”
But I’m feeling more Childish because “you’re the reason that I’m an asshole”
Who drops their friends first to be with an X-Man.
There’s a reason why there are X’s and I’m not talking about buried treasure.
Unless the past is all you want to rediscover.
I’m a fucking jerk and everybody knows it.
They’re just too nice to tell me.
Fuck it.
I’ll be the one to expose it.
One.
