Blindside by Epic Problem Lyrics

Don't point your finger at me, pretending it's a gun
Don't point your finger at me, unless your finger's set on stun
Don't even look my fucking way
I know your death ray glare can kill
Turn me into stone, left here standing on my own

You write you're having fun, don't look like fun to me
You're having so much fun, don't seem like fun to me
You've got it all worked out, I've got a big white empty page
Gonna fill it up with hate, fill it up with vitriol and rage

Tried looking, not seeing anything
Tried listening, not hearing anything
Keep talking, saying nothing to me