​untitled 3 by We Skeem Lyrics

[Verse]
I know they'll be talking soon
They'll say they hate the autotune
But they're not in the room
Where I rot
And I can't think of a better way
For me to just convey
Every day what I feel
Seems so fake but still it's real
I wish I was free
From the demons inside me
Come to think, this suit has hems
So maybe is it me in them?
I'll never be alone
'Cause there's two sides to me
And here's my final plea
Take your biggest stone
Throw it to my brow
Break my soul apart
And see what's spilling out
And they'll gather
They'll gather, they'll gather to see
What happened to the freak of a man
What happened to the laugh that he had
It's all a show
It must go on
But please just know
It's all a show