Текст песни Tokyo - Sister Bo Willbanks

Tell me you won't get too close
Tell me you could change that tone
Tell me you could make no sense
Or maybe you'll just be left alone
Till you take that toke
Till you make that joke
Till you call your friends and tell them everything's a hoax

Now lemme hear you say,
What, what, what
Both hands in the air
Keep 'em up when their eyes all seem to shut, shut, shut
Couldn't take me down
Better keep on track or you get cut, cut, cut
If I gave you a chance I know that you're still gonna fuck it up
Lemme hear you say what, what, what
Yeah it goes like

Yeah it goes like
You were too focused on finding your relevance
I've been too focused on finding my element
Y'all telling stories just stick to embellishing
Keep up the checks while i'm keeping em relevant
I'll stick it to anyone poking their nose in my business
And if you don't get it i'll show you
The reason I think I should do this alone
I'm equipped when they tell me they're ready to go
I tell 'em slow down we shouldn't go sideways
I just wish we could've gone my way
Take another step if you'd be so kind
I'll take any task, just depends what the crime pays
Hold up, wait a minute
Let it start to show
I'll watch your life fall like dominoes
And it might sink in when you're all alone
And i'll play this song to set the tone

But there ain't no difference
Self infliction
Tell 'em I've never been good with distance
Thoughts restricted
Soul sufficient
Too many things up on my wish list
Fit no district
Cold conditioned
This is just how I've been living
You should check yourself then I bet one day you might just see the difference

Tell me you won't get too close
Tell me you could change that tone
Tell me you could make no sense
Or maybe you'll just be left alone
Till you take that toke
Till you make that joke
Till you call your friends and tell them everything's a hoax

Now lemme hear you say,
What, what, what
Both hands in the air
Keep 'em up when their eyes all seem to shut, shut, shut
Couldn't knock me down
Better keep on track or you get cut, cut, cut
If I gave you a chance I know that you're still gonna fuck it up
Lemme hear you say what, what, what