[Verse 1]

Maybe I could be your superhero

Set if off in the end

Swinging from the edifice

And landing in the palm of your hand

Or maybe I could be some old forgotten trinket

Put on a shelf

Moving it from here and there

Till pride's the only thing you got left

[Chorus]

Delicate roots

These are the lines in my room

Collecting the dust

Come way too close and I'll shoot

I'll shoot, I'll shoot

I'll shoot, I'll shoot, I'll shoot

Ooh

[Verse 2]

Clean-cut like a razor blade

You sting just like a sore in my mouth

Body like a bottle

Made no effort any way to stand out

You say nobody's perfect

But my filter wouldn't work in a drought

Our levels of perception had me moving

Even further down South

[Chorus]

Delicate roots

These are the lines in my room

Collecting the dust

Come way too close and I'll shoot

I'll shoot, I'll shoot, I'll shoot

Ooh

[Drop]

I'll shoot, I'll shoot, I'll shoot

I'll shoot, I'll shoot, I'll shoot

I'll shoot, I'll shoot, I'll shoot

I'll shoot, I'll shoot, I'll shoot

I'll shoot, I'll shoot, I'll shoot

I'll shoot, I'll shoot, I'll shoot

I'll shoot, I'll shoot, I'll shoot

I'll shoot, I'll shoot, I'll shoot

[Refrain]

Maybe

Maybe, just maybe

Maybe

[Outro]

Maybe I could be your superhero

Set it off in the end

Swinging from the edifice

And landing in the palm of your hand

Or maybe I could be a trinket on a shelf

Moving here from there

Pride's the only thing you got left