Who's that, bent low peeking in my window, you ain't know nothing bout this nonsense
Considered cons cause our conscience, led us on as a compass
I'm a boss with no bosses, lowkey, I'm a locksmith
All my dreams, anything I please yeah it's a breeze to unlock it
Smoke pine till the cone bust open
Floating on new frequencies, let peepers peep
Ain't worried bout what these sheeple think, cause they don't
I mean they can but they won't, cognitive dissonance in the dome
Your mind is too distance from your soul take control or follow commands
Pop this red pill out of my hands, let's wander off to your wonderland
Groove to your own drums, timbaland
Groove to your own drum, girl let's dance
Beat like bongos from motherland, or is you a loop like the others man
Another hoop, in a box of fruity loops, Just another dook, flushed down the chutes of society
My anxiety
Anxiety
Oh, my anxiety
Why they eyeing me
Shit, my anxiety
Oh, why they
Can't do you
If you stay glued to their every move
You teleview
I'm telling you
Get off channel Two
And channel you
Can't do you
If you stay glued to their every move
You teleview
I'm telling you
Get off channel Two
And channel you
Channel you
Do you
I ain't caring bout who's staring, or the clothing that I'm wearing
In comparison to your so called latest trends
Yeah I make the wave and I swim
I do shit my way not when they say when
The rebellion won't be on television
I'm on that mission, and until then, tune intuition
Directing the show, don't touch my remote
I ain't accepting your perception, something wrong with your reception
So far gone it's disconnected, bad vibes like an infection
Who your energy affecting, I use mine like a weapon, and it's projected
In the direction of self, and all of the flaws that's inside of me
My anxiety
Anxiety
Oh, my anxiety
Why they eyeing me
Shit, my anxiety
Oh, why they
Can't do you
If you stay glued to their every move
You teleview
I'm telling you
Get off channel Two
And channel you
Can't do you
If you stay glued to their every move
You teleview
I'm telling you
Get off channel Two
And channel you
Channel you
Do you
Do you
The way is within
Do you
The way is within
W∆YOUT - Channel U Lyrics
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Who's that, bent low peeking in my window, you ain't know nothing bout this nonsense
Considered cons cause our conscience, led us on as a compass
I'm a boss with no bosses, lowkey, I'm a locksmith
All my dreams, anything I please yeah it's a breeze to unlock it
Smoke pine till the cone bust open
Floating on new frequencies, let peepers peep
Ain't worried bout what these sheeple think, cause they don't
I mean they can but they won't, cognitive dissonance in the dome
Your mind is too distance from your soul take control or follow commands
Pop this red pill out of my hands, let's wander off to your wonderland
Groove to your own drums, timbaland
Groove to your own drum, girl let's dance
Beat like bongos from motherland, or is you a loop like the others man
Another hoop, in a box of fruity loops, Just another dook, flushed down the chutes of society
My anxiety
Anxiety
Oh, my anxiety
Why they eyeing me
Shit, my anxiety
Oh, why they
Can't do you
If you stay glued to their every move
You teleview
I'm telling you
Get off channel Two
And channel you
Can't do you
If you stay glued to their every move
You teleview
I'm telling you
Get off channel Two
And channel you
Channel you
Do you
I ain't caring bout who's staring, or the clothing that I'm wearing
In comparison to your so called latest trends
Yeah I make the wave and I swim
I do shit my way not when they say when
The rebellion won't be on television
I'm on that mission, and until then, tune intuition
Directing the show, don't touch my remote
I ain't accepting your perception, something wrong with your reception
So far gone it's disconnected, bad vibes like an infection
Who your energy affecting, I use mine like a weapon, and it's projected
In the direction of self, and all of the flaws that's inside of me
My anxiety
Anxiety
Oh, my anxiety
Why they eyeing me
Shit, my anxiety
Oh, why they
Can't do you
If you stay glued to their every move
You teleview
I'm telling you
Get off channel Two
And channel you
Can't do you
If you stay glued to their every move
You teleview
I'm telling you
Get off channel Two
And channel you
Channel you
Do you
Do you
The way is within
Do you
The way is within
Considered cons cause our conscience, led us on as a compass
I'm a boss with no bosses, lowkey, I'm a locksmith
All my dreams, anything I please yeah it's a breeze to unlock it
Smoke pine till the cone bust open
Floating on new frequencies, let peepers peep
Ain't worried bout what these sheeple think, cause they don't
I mean they can but they won't, cognitive dissonance in the dome
Your mind is too distance from your soul take control or follow commands
Pop this red pill out of my hands, let's wander off to your wonderland
Groove to your own drums, timbaland
Groove to your own drum, girl let's dance
Beat like bongos from motherland, or is you a loop like the others man
Another hoop, in a box of fruity loops, Just another dook, flushed down the chutes of society
My anxiety
Anxiety
Oh, my anxiety
Why they eyeing me
Shit, my anxiety
Oh, why they
Can't do you
If you stay glued to their every move
You teleview
I'm telling you
Get off channel Two
And channel you
Can't do you
If you stay glued to their every move
You teleview
I'm telling you
Get off channel Two
And channel you
Channel you
Do you
I ain't caring bout who's staring, or the clothing that I'm wearing
In comparison to your so called latest trends
Yeah I make the wave and I swim
I do shit my way not when they say when
The rebellion won't be on television
I'm on that mission, and until then, tune intuition
Directing the show, don't touch my remote
I ain't accepting your perception, something wrong with your reception
So far gone it's disconnected, bad vibes like an infection
Who your energy affecting, I use mine like a weapon, and it's projected
In the direction of self, and all of the flaws that's inside of me
My anxiety
Anxiety
Oh, my anxiety
Why they eyeing me
Shit, my anxiety
Oh, why they
Can't do you
If you stay glued to their every move
You teleview
I'm telling you
Get off channel Two
And channel you
Can't do you
If you stay glued to their every move
You teleview
I'm telling you
Get off channel Two
And channel you
Channel you
Do you
Do you
The way is within
Do you
The way is within
Writer: Derek Johnson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid