Lyrics Everybody - Backstreet Boys, The Sharp Boys

Everybody

Everybody try, everybody cry
Everybody fly, everybody says hello hello goodbye
Everybody getting high
Everybody asking why
Everybody dies
Mat’n Island
It seems to me that Everybody wants to be the same (same)
Make belief is easy
But realities a pain
We create the chain
Fashion shows
And label claims
The brand demands
A high production
Forcing
Money up the vein
It’s all a game
All a game
Numb the lames
With novocaine
I’m sniping ponies
With the truth
And luck to me
My perfect aim
It never misses
Quick precision
Damn
We have been on a mission
Change it up
And flip the rhythm
Major medical
Commission
Soul my homie
Make a living
But everybody dies
Everybody smokes a little
Everybody cries
So why fit in society
That blinds a public eye
When u can be yourself
Detecting knowledge
Seeing their demise
Is imminent
Is evya mat’n island
We been heaven sent
They know me
Never relate to anybody
That’s irrelevant
Impression gents and women
That would gather smoking cannabis
I hope to god they waking up
Instead of dreaming
Up a ditch
And falling in
Everybody tries, everybody cry
Everybody fly, everybody says hello hello goodbye
Everybody getting high
Everybody asking why
Everybody Dies
God damn no fair
Why they playing with me
I’m not the same all u fuckers
Stop staring at me
Conformity
Is what they made of me
I’m dumping on they scene
They coming clean
They don’t compare to me
No matter
Cut the beam
Knock it down
Knock it off
Shit u all offending me
I ain’t the type make a threat
But everybody check-in me
I’m sick of the common
Miscorrection
Mat’n island
Scared to bleed
Not to die
Cuz acid molly Weed
Showed me serenity
(I hope you hear me, god)
For you, I’m writing this song
And recently my only problems are the drugs I been on
Which means I’m pretty well off
I don’t got Louis Vuitton
But rocket man apparel
Shelter me from changing my form
That’s why my shits unique but everybody
Stick to the norm
Everybodys on my dick
I’m rocking lemons and charms
We hot the rest of you warm
Been on your radio box
It’s all a game to these fuckers so imma ready the slots
Island!