ADORE - Intellectual

[Chorus]

And I never envied a motherfucker I'd ever met; that was never before you

And you will not find me if you looking for me, 'cause bitch, I am not looking for you

And I stop and stare at the man in my room in all black, god damn, I adore you

The figure itself, I adore it

It's shroud in a curtain of pitch black color, awake when I'm sleeping and snoring

And I'm fucking up my own head, I've been treating my sleep like it isn't important

And I think I'm sick in the head, laying sick in my bed with my vision distorted

And I've been so fed up of fake motherfuckers, I burnt my bridges with a torch

And I've been so fed up of beige wall colors, I might just go jump off the porch

And I've been so pent in my house, but I'll never step inches outside of my door

And acting like I give a fuck about anything 'round me itself is a chore

And I'm getting so antisocial it's getting suspicious, I don't feel remorse

And I never make new friends 'cause when I'm in the room, I resemble a corpse

And I'm laying here in this hospital bed and my vision is dim and it's warped

And I'm getting near to the drop at the end, now my neighborhood look like a forest

Why are you envying for me?

You're not behind or before me, but you will not find me if you looking for me

And I stop and stare at the man in the mirror, I cannot adore me

[Chorus] (x2)

And I never envied a motherfucker I'd ever met; that was never before you

And you will not find me if you looking for me, 'cause bitch, I am not looking for you

And I stop and stare at the man in my room in all black, god damn, I adore you