Verb T - Where You Find Me (Official Video) (Prod
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, piss off!
[Verse]
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:
"Fuck 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 fuck and that's the major reason
T's a hermit
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[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]
Standing in solitude, running out of rocket fuel
Trapped on a strange planet, tryna get a proper view
Youtube surfin', download free shit
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 prick
Not really
But I am a massive idiot
Barely ever leave my chair like a paraplegic
Now I'm leaving, only to the shop though
Agoraphobic shit, 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 fuck
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 Homeless . Pete Cannon)
