[Lyric] Heathers Big Break (Jamface)

[Verse 1]
Leanin’ on a wall in a hallway
Waiting on a fall from a tall place, stay on the ball
Chase the liquor quicker with a flicker of sick all up in my ticker
Trickle bitter shit through the face of a primate
Throat’s closin’ as I choke, fake a joke, overload and take a toke, Won’t float my boat, no?
I’d run but I’m stunned, torn asunder, honey I’ll go under
Funny, I don’t wonder

How I’m shy and quiet at the time of a riot
Yeah, I kind of mind it
Maybe, baby I should try it
To be screamin’ in a bad dream
Scheming with a tag team, sanguine theme
Don’t you know what I mean?

[Chorus]
I'm not crazy
I'm not shy
I'm not quiet
I got nothing to say
Nothing to say for myself
I get wavy
I might try
I'll stay silent
I got nothing to say
Nothing to say for mysеlf

[Verse 2]
I’m movin’ forward and toward a new world order
Sorta bored of mourning nothing but my post-mortеm
Lord, I never thought it better to be wetter than a whistle hissin’ missin’ every mark but I’m still ass-kissin’
Tired of these violent villains, my vial’s spillin’
While another brother’s willin’ to bother me while I’m chillin’
Solid as a buildin’ I might scrape the skyline
My minds eye and my blindside know why

I’m bound to be surrounded by the sounds up all around me
I was lost, but now, you’ve found me!
Hide and seek with a childlike freak while I’m tweakin’ on a freak by my chemistry

[Chorus]
I'm not crazy
I'm not shy
I'm not quiet
I got nothing to say
Nothing to say for myself
I get wavy
I might try
I'll stay silent
I got nothing to say
Nothing to say for myself

[Bridge]
I am bleeding, can’t you see the hand that has been dealt to me?
Hearts club spades to diamonds that don’t shine
Should I shuffle or buy another pack? The ace of spades is at the bottom of the deck
Shades of gray will fade to black and white

[Verse 3]
It should’ve been understood a bit
Tricky shit, ain’t it?
Tasted, getting wasted, and I’m fated to be lame
It’s a shame to face my face and place my space
A trace of a race with a case of spray-mace
Meddlin’ peddlin’, pattlin’, pedalin’ people
It puts a cheap creep’s steeply like a leak from a needleprick
Bicker, bitches bicker, pick a pint a poison
Sticky veins and noise are poised at their loins
I’m whacked out, blacked out, snacking on caviar
Getting in my car and trying to take it too far
Christ it’s nice to be following the north star
Bet your bottom buck that you’re fucked as a pornstar
[Chorus]
I'm not crazy
I'm not shy
I'm not quiet
I got nothing to say
Nothing to say for myself

I get wavy
I might try
I'll stay silent
I got nothing to say
Nothing to say for myself