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introvert - verb t & vic grimes lyrics

[chorus: verb t]
human interaction is taxing in general, general
he lies with a straight face ‘cause the facts are hysterical, hysterical
the introvert phantom who became world renowned
everywhere he goes now cameras all circle ‘round
the introvert phantom who became world renowned
everywhere he goes now cameras all circle ‘round

[verse 1: verb t]
he’s gotta watch every step with a [?]
sends body doubles to the shop for a decoy
smokin’ cigars with war criminals
the poise of a heart surgeon, but more clinical
sp*ced out, you might find him with an alien
he bought a new blimp just to fly into a stadium
he found a new wife, she’s the craziest
the body made of gold
shines bright with the gradients
he wrote a book called “life of a maniac”
a best seller, world wide
he tried explaining that
he bought all the copies himself
he’s okay with that
ho’s get the hardback
[?] get the paperback
he laughed to himself as he wrote book related raps
then he laid down to take a nap (ha)
tryna wipe a couple places of the map
with nukes that he built, and troops that are sk!lled
is that true
is he just a [?]
with a great imagination to use as a [?]
(the introvert phantom)
yeah he’s known all across the globe
sold out a stadium tour and didn’t wanna go
tryna live life [?]
calm state lookin’ like a sloth
but not as slow
in a solid gold truck playing rock n’ roll
sometimes drives on it
other times off the road
feels strangely empowered when he’s lost control
in any place five minutes then he’s got to go
[chorus: verb t]
human interaction is taxing in general, general
he lies with a straight face ‘cause the facts are hysterical, hysterical

[verse 2: verb t]
clerical eras lead him to be declared dead
smoking hash, droppin’ hot rocks on an airbed
and couldn’t care less
he woke up in a pool of p*ss
laughing at the world and just how cruel it is
the spirit of a long dead fugitive
moving with chains on his neck like the ruler rick
la*di*da*di he hates to party
loves to cause trouble
and bother everybody
not melancholy or happy
just stone cold
cheers to himself
f*ck you walking so bold
amidst bad vibes that could grow mold
started beef with his own crew now hes solo

[chorus: verb t]
human interaction is taxing in general, general
he lies with a straight face ‘cause the facts are hysterical, hysterical
the introvert phantom
[outro: andré gregory]
of course there’s a problem because
the closer you come, i think, to another human being
the more completely mysterious and unreachable that person becomes
i mean you know
you have to reach out
you have to go back and forth with them
and you have to relate and yet
you’re relating to a ghost or something
i don’t know because
we’re ghosts
we’re phantoms
who are we?

- verb t vic grimes lyrics

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