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verb t - where you find me lyrics

[intro]
leave me alone, leave me alone
leave me alone, so just leave me alone
i said, leave me alone, leave me alone
leave me alone!
i’m not in the mood, p-ss off!

[verse 1]
so when i say leave me alone
nah t don’t play
i’m like michael jackson
in a non pedo way
the thought of mad partyin’, debauchery
tortures me, my t-shirt reads:
“f-ck off and don’t talk to me!”
approaching every situation awkwardly
like i’m mesmerized, under some sort of sorcery
who’s calling me? dunno, i’ll ignore it g
if i don’t share my time
then is there more for me?
i’d rather stay reclusive, making music
getting tipsy after one (or) maybe two drinks
a lightweight, my mind state migrates
walking through the club a little slowly
with a light haze
deny pain, rocking shows with a migraine
people, i aim, to avoid, kinda like plagues
not really i’m a people person
i’m just boring as f-ck and that’s the major reason
t’s a hermit

[chorus]
i’m home alone, i don’t wanna let em’ in
i don’t want cocaine, i don’t want ketamine
you can have it all, there, have a great night, please!
chillin’ in my house, on the couch’s where you’ll find me

where you’ll find me, wh- where you’ll find me
where you’ll find me, wh- where you’ll find me
where you’ll find me, wh- where you’ll find me
man i’ve been chillin’ in my yard since the 90’s

[verse 2]
standing in solitude, running out of rocket fuel
trapped on a strange planet, tryna get a proper view
youtube surfin’, download free sh-t
get my rhyme book out, play a couple beats quick
something in the oven, drinks in the fridge
chillin’ with the missus, she think’s i’m a pr-ck
not really
but i am a m-ssive idiot
barely ever leave my chair like a paraplegic
now i’m leaving, only to the shop though
agoraphobic sh-t, and it don’t stop yo
crowd of people in the street, looking like zombies
i’m pale as a sheet, people like
“what’s wrong t?”
i dunno, i’m feeling dizzy as a stupid f-ck
tryna scramble home
nearly walked into a moving bus
as i get to my house, i feel relieved
walk in, and triple lock the doors behind me

[chorus]

watchin’ baywatch
and blockbusters
rest in peace, bob holness

- verb t lyrics

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