Zebrahead - You Don’t Know Anything About Me lyrics

Standing on the corner and he's
Creepin' like a villain
Don't got no job so
He's thinking about stealin'
Cops on his 6 cause he
Looks like he be dealin' high anxiety
My apologies
Tries to catch a break but he's
Stuck up in the rat trap
Medication on vacation cause he
Can't afford that flash back finger on the
Trigger ready for combat high anxiety
Fake society

Are you right? Are you wrong?
Do you think I think I don't belong?
You don't know anything at all about me
I won't be falling on my knees
Begging 'kill me, kill me please'
Cause you don't know anything at all me
Nothing about me

Got his hands in his pocket and
His face is looking bloated
Had plans to advance then everything eroded
He gets fucked up to get fucked up
He's overloaded high anxiety
No sobriety had a broad and a squad
Before everything got shitty
Now he's trippin' out on lean
And crashing in the city
Got a tent with no rent on cement
Oh what a pity high anxiety
Fake society are you right?
Are you wrong? Do you think I think
I don't belong?
You don't know anything at all about me
I won't be falling on my knees
Begging 'kill me kill me please'
Cause you don't know anything
At all about me nothing about me

Day after day another life in decay
Another person to blame in the society game
Are you your brother's keeper?
A sketchy creeper? Should I get in deeper?
Do ya fear the reaper?
We are the prison and the jailor
We are hell bent on bad behavior
We are destined for failure
And that's fucked up to me

Are you right? Are you wrong?
Do you think I think i don't belong?
You don't know anything at all about me
Are you right? Are you wrong?
Do you think I think i don't belong?
You don't know anything at all about me
I won't be falling on my knees
Begging 'kill me, kill me please'
Cause you don't know anything
At all about me
Yeah you don't know anything at all about me
You don't know anything at all about me

At all about me, Blah