Hey, yo
This song is for anyone...
Fuck it, shut up and listen

I'm not the artist they're gonna turn to a puppet
I've been myself in the darkness and I'm the same way in public
Guess I'm a target 'cause they aren't in charge of what they are stuck with
I wear my heart on my arm and spill the guts out my stomach
All of a sudden I'm hunted 'cause they don't like what I said
But only dummies would choose to follow a wolf that was dead
Tear the flesh off of your bones and keep your ghost in my head
You lookin' just like a clown and I'm the bull in the pen
And the labels aren't able to get in touch when they call
'Cause I know all the A