Where You Find Me - Verb T

leave me alone, leave me alone, leave me alone so just leave me alone,

i said leave me alone.

leave me alone.

leave me alone!

i’m not in the mood!

nah.

piss off!

haha yeah.

verb T.

yo, so when i say leave me alone, nah T don’t play

i’m like michael jackson in the non-paedo way

the thought of mad party in the borchery tortures me

my t-shirt reads 'fuck off and don’t talk to me'

approaching every situation awkwardly

like i’m mesmerised

under some sort of sorcery

who’s calling me?

dunno, i’ll ignore it G, if i don’t share my time then is

there more for me?

i’d rather stay reclusive, making music

getting tipsy after one or maybe two drinks

a lightweight, my mind state migrates

walking through the club a little slowly with a light haze

the night pain, rocking shows with a migraine

people i aim to avoid, kinda like place

not really i’m a people person, i’m just boring as fuck and that’s the major

reason T’s a hermit

i’m home alone, i don’t wanna let em in

i don’t want cocaine

i don’t want ketamine

you can have it all there, have a great night please

chillin' in my house on my couch where you find me

where you find me, where where you find me

where you find me, where where you find me

where you find me, where where you find me

man i’ve been chillin' in my yard since the nineties

standing in solitude

running out of rocket fuel

trapped on a strange planet

try’na get a proper view

youtube surf it

download free shit

play a couple beats with something in the oven, drinks in the fridge,

chillin' with the mrs

she thinks i’m a prick,

not really.

but i am a massive eejit

barely ever leave my chair like a paraplegic

now i’m leaving

only to the shop though, agraphobic shit

and it don’t stop yo

proud of people in the street looking like zombies

i’m pale as a sheet people like 'what's wrong T?'

i dunno, i’m feeling dizzy as a stupid fuck

try’na scramble home nearly walked into a moving bus

as i get to my house i feel relieved

walk in, and triple lock the doors behind me

i’m home alone, i don’t wanna let em in

i don’t want cocaine

i don’t want ketamine

you can have it all there, have a great night please

chillin' in my house on my couch where you find me

where you find me, where where you find me

where you find me, where where you find me

where you find me, where where you find me

man i’ve been chillin' in my yard since the nineties