A bit of punky cabaret this one.
This is called Here's One That Got Away.
I am that one.
The pop talk, the scandals
My badness, I tried to tear you down
The whispers and rumours
There's no truth with that,
don't stop those cares
Believe that little bit extra It'll burn if you're so inconjectable
They tried to tell me I wasn't full time I tried to think of an alibi
I felt so awful I spat in your face as I rhymed for my life
Believe that little bit extra It'll burn if you're so inconjectable
You tried to tell me this was the right
way I tried to shout that I wasn't right
I felt so suicidal I spat in your face as I rhymed for my life
Untouched by human hands There's only god knows what don't call that
a man
Who spends his waking day
Telling others what you're thinking, what to say
You tried to tell me I wasn't normal
I tried to shout there's no such thing
I felt so awful I spat in your face as I rhymed for my life
So catch me if you can Cause I would rather be dead than live like
that Hey, hey, hey, hey