Peekaboo - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Talk about a pain, washing the dirt from my hands

From people walking over me again and again and

Honestly I wouldn't recommend

Only playing defense

It's not conceited, you just think I'm a kid (woah)

Don't care if people walk in and out my life anymore

If they can treat me like I didn't exist (yeah)

She call me pretty and it feel like a knife to my corpse

I got a feeling that this shouldn't be it

Why strive to be so much better?

I-I find I'm only needy when not needed a bit

Timelines sew my hopes together

I-I'll fight with every deity that keeps me in this

Don't care if people walk in and out my life anymore

If they don't treat me like- (J-Jora)

She call me pretty and it feel like a knife to my corpse

I got a feeling that this shouldn't be

Speak in tongues to convince myself

Confidence is just lies we tell ourselves-selves

Breach my gut-feeling's kuiper belt

Those bumps and dents might even out the damage dealt

G-Goddamn

I struggle breathing on my own and I just got here

The noises bleed in one another tryna block them

Call it "retrieving even more", I call it progress

It's not conceited, you just think I'm a kid (woah)

Don't care if people walk in and out my life anymore

If they can treat me like I didn't exist (yeah)

She call me pretty and it feel like a knife to my corpse

I got a feeling that this shouldn't be it

Why strive to be so much better?

I-I find I'm only needy when not needed a bit

Timelines sew my hopes together

I-I'll fight with every deity that keeps me in this