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christian layone - lame lyrics

[intro]
yeah. it’s the first one
hey uh, shout’s out to x
big inspiration

[verse 1]
i already know what you’re thinkin’
i don’t really need to go and fake to impress ya
doing what i’m doing in the game’s a death sentence
so i gotta hit them with the true storytelling
look at me back when all my style was wack
if i saw him i would splat!
stared at the monitor. time won’t go back
sins upon sins against normal format
felt too much pride to be a one of a kind
wouldn’t oblige to be a normal-er guy
i would see comedy constantly in places where there was none to find
scoff at me, you can not deny
“none of your values impress me!
i’ve seen better worlds than reality thanks to a keyboard, a screen and a headpiece!”
that messy mess used to be me
“what?”
plus i was way too high-key
“so?”
thought i would never change
til’ i saw that i’m strange
after i opened my eyes and i saw the light, saw the light, saw the light
wait
or was it really light?
wait
or was it really light?
good thing my morals are set right
for i descended into the night

[chorus]
“hey kid whatcha doing here? you are below average.”
“you are just a ch-nk and i’ll mock you cause i am a savage.”
then i’ll say
“you’re so, you’re so, lame.” (ooh)
“you’re so, you’re so lame.”
then i’ll say
“you’re so, you’re so lame.” (ooh)
“you’re so, you’re so lame.”

[verse 2]
i’ll go beserk
punches i’ll hurl
i threw the kid
right on the fence
who’s the one talking?
who’s the one talking?
i demand respect
i demand respect

(yuh)

[verse 3]
take a step back like the asian ski mask
since i chose to change now i felt a consequence
anger now suppressed. silent like a tbac
cats are what i want now. the ones who can throw it back
facts
i need a new group of friends. (friends)
ran into me from the past. (past)
“christian you are now just wack. (wack)
your morals are now just trashed.”
i had enough of his gabbling
for i knew i was the better me
i k!lled him and became my own king
guess you can now call me socrates
i ain’t feel no remorse
i turned him to a corpse
i am free, i am free
now things will take course

[transition]
you’re so, you’re so lame
you’re so, you’re so, you’re so lame. x7
you’re so

[verse 4]
the angel called me normal but i’m pretty sure they’re lying
if they saw my insides, they would know i do deserve dying
i just want someone else to love me besides my own loving god
but in order to make friends, you must rip your own heart
but we live in a world full of savages
that’s why there is no love left in this world filled with people with their hearts hidden full
if you showed your own, you would be ridiculed
i can’t even be myself
i can’t even be myself
you will never love the true me, it ain’t heartfelt
please don’t give your pity yeah it doesn’t help
i can’t even be myself
i can’t even be myself
you will never love the true me, it ain’t heartfelt
please don’t give your pity yeah it doesn’t help

[outro]
there lived a boy, who was born in the suburbs and lived in privilege his whole life
he was filled with pride, until he wasn’t
why? well, he first saw it through his friends

- christian layone lyrics

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