Back Off (feat. Piu Piu)

Piu Piu Piu Tipitip (Lâches!) Piu Piu Piu Tipitip (Unintelligible) Back off Take a step back and cut some slack off Going too far Don't you think you crossed the bar Your behaviour is bizarre If life was automobile then you'd be crashing your damn car Who you fighting for? You take nothing less and still you want more You dont have the common sense to close the damn door You're a goddamn mess Its a goddamn test You failed, an F And it's all you get You're a weirdo But you fear though How you look Don't you have a mirror, no? I'm not that odd I'm just an acquired taste I get anxious a lot What you tell me is a waste What I tell you is the truth It doesn't take a sleuth To tell you you're wasting your time in the booth I'm trying to be productive Don't you miss the motive? I know I'm not the best But for what else do I live? Productive? That must be a joke You're a procrastinating bloke You spend all your time watching videos in the dark And ignoring all my useful remarks I can't ignore you, you're just far too loud You talk so much I can't hear the sound Of my own voice so I shut up Cause I feel like embarrassment is bound You never shut up, you never stop talking You overshare once you get walking Learn to read the people around you, watch the details You're so touchy feely, your friends aren't brail I'd like to think I listen pretty well Sometimes people like the stories that I tell People open up to me a lot Showing them I like them tactilely is a thought You only tell people things so you can get validated by them Your lack of friends growing up is from where it'll stem You've always been a loner, surrounding yourself as a distraction People find you to be a freak, an attraction At least I'm a creative guy It needs some work, yet I try Music, writing, drawing and directing Trying to combine them so that they're all intersecting Jack of all trades, master of none You're not getting paid, it's barely even fun It's not a career, stop even trying It's not just a fear, it's real so stop crying Go away, everything you touch dies You make me sit around and gather flies You put my life on hiatus until a reprise You give me stress, panic and violent sighs I'm just keeping you well grounded So you're not delusional you fool If you didn't like way I sounded It just proves that you're a tool You're holding me back from my full potential I want to feel like my glass is half full Instead of half empty, I know its general On my life you've taken a toll Back off Take a step back and cut some slack off Going too far Don't you think you crossed the bar Your behaviour is bizarre If life was automobile then you'd be crashing your damn car Who you fighting for? You take nothing less and still you want more You dont have the common sense to close the damn door (Close the damn door) You're a goddamn mess Its a goddamn test You failed, an F And it's all you get Back off Take a step back and cut some slack off Going too far Don't you think you crossed the bar Your behaviour is bizarre If life was automobile then you'd be crashing your damn car Who you fighting for? You take nothing less and still you want more You dont have the common sense to close the damn door You're a goddamn mess Its a goddamn test You failed, an F And it's all you get