Mishaal
Throwing Stones
VERSE 1:
Desolate, I'm unpleasant
My opinion of my friends is poor, like they’re all peasants
And I hate the present, my fam, I don't respect them
And I tried to address it but they just don't get the message
And I need the reverend, I confess I think that
They’re all pests, connections are a pestilence
Press for my time, I don't got time
Can't pretend that I blend, lazy and brilliance
I am not missed, I don't miss, it is bittersweet
Imminent penitence comes in a million images
Seeing myself be so negligent
You are expendable, I do not care for you
I do not care for you


HOOK:
These people
They are nothing short of stone
Let's see how
Far that they can all be thrown


VERSE 2:
Let's keep our lives completely separate
You do your thing, I'll do mine, and that's my preference
I used to be so desperate
For affection, attention, acceptance
Set fire, I done burned all my bridges
An empire where I’m lonely and swimming
I know what I push you away
Please help me fix it, this image is fiction
Keep being persistent even when I say quit
(Even when I say quit)