Catching feelings Could it be a possibility? I'm tryna see what's up It's been me for you, and you for me, maybe now is time for us Tryna keep it all together, but enough is enough They They say we're too young for love, but I'm Catching feelings girl Sun

Up among the heather in the hills of Benafee There's a neat little lass and her name is Mari-Mac And make no mistake she's the girl I'm gonna track Lots of other fellas try to get her on the back. But I'm thinkin' they'll have to get up early. Mari-Macs

Stop pressurin' me Just stop pressurin' me Make me wanna scream You try to cope with every lie they they scrutinize Tired of injustice Tired of the schemes Your lies are disgusting What does it mean Kicking me down

Matter of fact, I don't even care where you been Bad vibes, get off of me Outta here with that fuckery Treat my goals like property Collect them like Monopoly Won't come if there's not a fee And if they they try come stoppin' me

Tell me why I can't get no relief Wonderin' when they'll come for me A paranoid man makes paranoid plans I'll do what I can but it's out of my hands Struggling just to find my peace Never know when someone come and try to take my life I been sleeping

I'm so lonesome I could cry Hear the lonesome whipperwill He sounds too blue to fly The midnight train is whining low Well maybe the night is cold But together they they fade Like the shadow that ran up to the hills Trying to fix her wings There's a saint and

Everybody's got somebody Not just anybody But the one That you can't help who you love No you can't help, you can't help who you love Friends try to set you up, try to find you someone new They They say you'll get along, you're just alike, she's perfect for

Till everything is normal now, I know If that's what's normal now And they they will break down When they they get excited, they try to hide it Look at those normals go I've never really ever met a normal person And they they will break you down I don't want to know Do

All bad, all bad They They try to get at me (They try to get at me) Behind your back (your back, your back) Tryin' to tell me that I'm just like the others But I ain't all bad No, no, I ain't all bad I ain't all bad I might make you mad, so mad My bad, no, I

I'm running from my past (Bane) That's why I wear the mask The devil out to get me, moving pretty fast Head on collision, I'm tryna avoid the crash (pain) These blood sucking leeches, all they they want is the cash You don't get the picture, it could be gone