Stryder Crook
Youre shooting looks at me semi-automatically
Just like youve never seen what it is that you see
I'm just a man in the street
I got shoes on my feet
You always get what you want
But do you know what you need?
All my intentions are good
But my pockets are empty
Ive got nothing to give
Except for whats in my body
Let me pat you down
Are you wired?
Dont you make a sound
Were you hired?
Cause youre a f..cking crook
Youre a liar
Youre playing with my cash
So youre fired
You know its making me lose my mind
Hard to find
Lose my mind
Hard to find
Im gonna go if you stay
Im gonna stay if you go
If you ask I dont know
If youre fast, then I'm slow
You know youre pissing away
Your words bitching at me
Cause I wont ever hear
What youre saying to me
And are you really a fan?
Are you really the sweet type?
I dont know, I dont know
Cause I fell right out of my bed
And stumbled into your spotlight
And you could be making this up
Let me pat you down
Are you wired?
Dont you make a sound
Were you hired?
Cause youre a f..cking crook
Youre a liar
Youre playing with my cash
So youre fired
You know its making me lose my mind
Hard to find
Lose my mind
Hard to find
