If I wrote a song that was not mine
You would probably decide that the song I wrote was fine
Cause you never knew I lied
Don't take it with offense
When your parents tell you all the great things they did
It's easier than you think to be that great again
Woah, no, don't you let it all go
It's not the end I swear
Just the start of what I bear
Cause you know it's not fair
I'm not a gentleman
Not one to hold your hand
If your intelligence is artificial
You'd be bummed to know I'm with the people
If you made some art that was not yours
You'd deny as I explore
Cause you know you're on the floor
You can't take another chore
That's the problem, don't you know
Life would never ever show
And the industry would blow
That's as deep as I'll go
If I ever made a song this deep again
I know I'd probably lose a lot of friends
But they don't know, then they won't know
How to be themselves again
(Take that- Take that- Ah)
Woah, no, don't you let it all go
It's not the end I swear
Just the start of what I bear
Cause you know it's not fair
I'm not a gentleman
Not one to hold your hand
If your intelligence is artificial
You'd be bummed to know I'm with the people
Woah, no, don't you let it all go
It's not the end I swear
Just the start of what I bear
Cause you know it's not fair
I'm not a gentleman
Not one to hold your hand
If your intelligence is artificial
You'd be bummed to know I'm with the-