Hive

I think you should be
A little less confident
It’s no compliment
To have you as my shadow
I wish I could be
A little less insecure
Not quite sure
Why I’m walkin' to the gallows, but
I have to get to school somehow
I can’t avoid you
Every route I take
You find a way to find me
Guess you’ve got me figured out
Maybe one day I can leave this place
And find some space to breathe
Until then it’s just my fate to be
The last pick for the team
But I’m just your project
You’ll beat me unconscious
Make sure I know
I’m better off in the ground
I’ll long for the casket
I’ll put on the mask when you say
«Hey, you know that no one wants you around, right?»
Ay, yeah
No one wants me around, right?
Yeah, I fuckin' heard you the first time
But you said gets better, that’s the worst lie
Every new curse hurts worse than the first fight
I’d be lyin' if I said I had a bad life
It’s just that every fuckin' day is such a bad time
In my past life I must have been worthless
'Cause I don’t know what the fuck I did to deserve this
No love, no life, no purpose
No hearts, no stripes, no service
No mind, no trust, no learnin'
No god, face first in the furnace
No love for the ones that hurt me
Just the few that didn’t desert me
And a word if you’re spreadin' abuse
Everyone that you know can see right through you
But I’m just your project
You’ll beat me unconscious
Make sure I know
I’m better off in the ground
I’ll long for the casket
I’ll put on the mask when you say
«Hey, you know that no one wants you around, right?»
(No one wants me around, right?)
(Right? Right? Right? Right?)
No one wants me around
Back then your face used to mock me
Now on the 'gram I see how you stalk me
What, you want a feature but you hate my guts?
I thought no one wants me around?
These days my dreams are being lived out
These days you’re a dope fiend now
Five words if you ever want to reach out
No one wants you around
You know the sad part is
I think we really could have worked this out
But I’m just your project
You’ll beat me unconscious
Make sure I know
I’m better off in the ground
I’ll long for the casket
I’ll put on the mask when you say
«Hey, you know that no one wants you around, right?»
(Right?)