Chorus: Feeling delicate, compare myself to a dolly
When I try man up, everyone is like "He's off his trolley!"
How do they expect me to feel? I'm tired of pricks, no hollies
When I don't have my pills, I start to feel melancholy
Feeling delicate, compare myself to a dolly
When I try man up, everyone is like "He's off his trolley!"
How do they expect me to feel? I'm tired of pricks, no hollies
When I don't have my pills, I start to feel melancholy
First verse: Why thеy calling me a villain? I'm much more like Robin Hood
Doing bad things for a causе that is good
Gotta see the brightness in my crimes
Hopefully, they see the truth and end my prison time
I don't wanna be careless, I don't wanna be reckless
Don't want all this guilt to eat me up like I'm breakfast
I just want my life to be glistening like a necklace
When this song is done, it's another one ticked off my checklist
Chorus: Feeling delicate, compare myself to a dolly
When I try man up, everyone is like "He's off his trolley!"
How do they expect me to feel? I'm tired of pricks, no hollies
When I don't have my pills, I start to feel melancholy
Feeling delicate, compare myself to a dolly
When I try man up, everyone is like "He's off his trolley!"
How do they expect me to feel? I'm tired of pricks, no hollies
When I don't have my pills, I start to feel melancholy
Second verse: They should respect most of my decisions that I make in life
Or I will make 'em look like clowns with this cherry pie
And no, it ain't a lie, get it all in their eyes
And if they try come at me, I will further traumatise
All bark, no bite, they wouldn't knock out my lights
Give them the uppercut and send 'em flying like a kite
All day, all night, I come out my cage and strike
That's how I deal with these people, I blow them up like dynamite
Chorus: Feeling delicate, compare myself to a dolly
When I try man up, everyone is like "He's off his trolley!"
How do they expect me to feel? I'm tired of pricks, no hollies
When I don't have my pills, I start to feel melancholy
Feeling delicate, compare myself to a dolly
When I try man up, everyone is like "He's off his trolley!"
How do they expect me to feel? I'm tired of pricks, no hollies
When I don't have my pills, I start to feel melancholy