Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Insecurities , by - Borialis. Song from the album What You Thought You Heard, in the genre Ню-металRelease date: 31.12.2002
Record label: Capitol
Song language: English
Insecurities |
| Ay, yo, remember me? |
| It’s Rick Dahrouge, the losa' |
| The drug abusa', the kid who used to wanna shoot 'cha |
| Walkin' through the halls wit' my long hair like I didn’t care |
| When all you other cornballs would just stare |
| Seventh grade, I got sent away to rehab |
| When I got back, a drug addict reputation’s all I had |
| After that I cut off all my homies, chilled by my lonely |
| All the stupid teachers used to stone me |
| I wasn’t only wild and bad, see I was sad too |
| But couldn’t understand 'cause my parents was mad cool |
| Takin' Special Ed up in the rug room with some retarded kids |
| was like a zoo |
| Ask E-Bass, he was in there with me too |
| And I got mad love for cus', 'cause he helped to get me through |
| I’ve been doin' the wrong damn things for so long |
| Had to write 'em all in poems and songs and move on |
| 'Cause I got insecurities, some uncertainties |
| I’m perfect just like everyone else, I do it perfectly |
| The only one who’s hurtin' me is me, you see |
| I go against my own will and indulge in impurities |
| 'Cause yo, I got insecurities, I’m not too sure |
| People always tellin' me that I need some therapy |
| The only man who’s scarin' me is me, you see |
| I’m worried about me hurtin' you, but not you hurtin' me |
| Hyperactive attention deficit |
| Dirty the kids your moms wouldn’t letcha play with |
| But a lot of stupid shit I did, other kids did too |
| I used to try stuff that even young Slim would never do |
| I used to trip out off of all sorts of cough syrup |
| Believe me, I tried all the cheap highs you hear of |
| From Freon to gasoline to butane |
| I know that some of that shit had to fry my brain |
| But somehow, I managed to maintain some brain cells |
| Often found myself inside of a jail cell |
| When I got home, back in my room is where I dwell |
| You got fond memories? |
| Well, my teen years was Hell |
| For the most part, I stayed clean, but smoked weed |
| And eat a lemon, seven-fourteen when things get extreme |
| 'Cause I got insecurities, some uncertainties |
| I’m perfect just like everyone else, I do it perfectly |
| The only one who’s hurtin' me is me, you see |
| I go against my own will and indulge in impurities |
| 'Cause yo, I got insecurities, I’m not too sure |
| People always tellin' me that I need some therapy |
| The only man who’s scarin' me is me, you see |
| I’m worried about me hurtin' you, but not you hurtin' me |
| Now I hear sirens when I think thoughts of violence |
| Sometimes when I sit in silence, I start cryin', man |
| I ain’t lyin'. |
| Yo, I’m really fuckin' tryin' |
| Don’t ever wanna take the blame for someone else dyin' |
| So, you see, kid? |
| I ain’t about killin' shit |
| But like Wu, when it comes to my neck, I must protect it |
| I wanna wreck shit every time that I’m neglected |
| It’s hard to «forget it» and «dead it» when disrespected |
| So pray I do the right thing and stop striking |
| Quick as lightning, I’m like a stone cold viking |
| After all, it’s the insecure man you should look out for |
| He’s more prone to killin' your fam so lock your damn door |
| 'Cause I got insecurities, some uncertainties |
| I’m perfect just like everyone else, I do it perfectly |
| The only one who’s hurtin' me is me, you see |
| I go against my own will and indulge in impurities |
| 'Cause yo, I got insecurities, I’m not too sure |
| People always tellin' me that I need some therapy |
| The only man who’s scarin' me is me, you see |
| I’m worried about me hurtin' you, but not you hurtin' me |