Lyrics
I know why they pretend to like me
Just because I can provide something they need
You know why I as busy as a bee
I just want a chance to leave
I don’t know when things gonna payback
But I’m ready to hit back
You don’t need to show me how to lay back
Just show me your pay pal
I know I’m not good enough to look back
Even I’ve got a lot Grammys in my backpack
I’ve sold my soul, then what else they like?
Tears of clown, it’s the epitaph when I dead
They call me asshole even I did nothing
Maybe everything is wrong at the beginning
Now they don’t care about my feeling
Even this feeling sometimes almost kills me
But if it doesn’t kill me
I’ll try my best to find my plan B
No matter what you say or do
They’re never gonna stop judging you
Maybe one day you’ll get used to
Maybe you never get enough
One day you’ll know
This song is made for your lost soul
I’m really fed up
I’m really fed up
I know it’s like a painless moaning
But I do fear to wake up every morning
I wake up screaming from dreaming
Like a mouse in the wheel keep running
Everybody is a sexy baby
But I’m the monster in the hill
Maybe I never belong to any city
If I stay long enough, I’ll be killed
They may kill me for the money
Or just for a funny joke
I do really wanna be an anti-hero
Maybe just because I hate the world
If I wanna save something, maybe I should break it first
Then I get a chance to rescue
One day when life lost its meaning
You’ll watch me leaving
At the end of the day
I hope you got another plan B
No matter what you say or do
They’re never gonna stop judging you
Maybe one day you’ll get used to
Maybe you never get enough
One day you’ll know
This song is made for your lost soul
I’m really fed up
I’m really fed up
Maybe I’m a stan, but I’m not mad
Even crazy ideas out of my mind
I got the gun in my hand
Then who gonna be the last one to stand
I spend the midnight like afternoon
Even just me and my shadow in the room
I hope I’m brave enough to break the rules
Even in the end of the story I lose
I hope you can find something from my will
“He’s laughing up at us from hell”
Maybe I’m the problem need to solve
Maybe it’s just a joke for you all
Maybe I should make things simple
Maybe one day when I pack my bags and leave
They scream B don’t leave us like that man cause
They never got another plan B
damn
I’m really fed up
I’m really fed up
I’m really fed up
I’m really fed up
Just because I can provide something they need
You know why I as busy as a bee
I just want a chance to leave
I don’t know when things gonna payback
But I’m ready to hit back
You don’t need to show me how to lay back
Just show me your pay pal
I know I’m not good enough to look back
Even I’ve got a lot Grammys in my backpack
I’ve sold my soul, then what else they like?
Tears of clown, it’s the epitaph when I dead
They call me asshole even I did nothing
Maybe everything is wrong at the beginning
Now they don’t care about my feeling
Even this feeling sometimes almost kills me
But if it doesn’t kill me
I’ll try my best to find my plan B
No matter what you say or do
They’re never gonna stop judging you
Maybe one day you’ll get used to
Maybe you never get enough
One day you’ll know
This song is made for your lost soul
I’m really fed up
I’m really fed up
I know it’s like a painless moaning
But I do fear to wake up every morning
I wake up screaming from dreaming
Like a mouse in the wheel keep running
Everybody is a sexy baby
But I’m the monster in the hill
Maybe I never belong to any city
If I stay long enough, I’ll be killed
They may kill me for the money
Or just for a funny joke
I do really wanna be an anti-hero
Maybe just because I hate the world
If I wanna save something, maybe I should break it first
Then I get a chance to rescue
One day when life lost its meaning
You’ll watch me leaving
At the end of the day
I hope you got another plan B
No matter what you say or do
They’re never gonna stop judging you
Maybe one day you’ll get used to
Maybe you never get enough
One day you’ll know
This song is made for your lost soul
I’m really fed up
I’m really fed up
Maybe I’m a stan, but I’m not mad
Even crazy ideas out of my mind
I got the gun in my hand
Then who gonna be the last one to stand
I spend the midnight like afternoon
Even just me and my shadow in the room
I hope I’m brave enough to break the rules
Even in the end of the story I lose
I hope you can find something from my will
“He’s laughing up at us from hell”
Maybe I’m the problem need to solve
Maybe it’s just a joke for you all
Maybe I should make things simple
Maybe one day when I pack my bags and leave
They scream B don’t leave us like that man cause
They never got another plan B
damn
I’m really fed up
I’m really fed up
I’m really fed up
I’m really fed up