"On My Way" lyrics

"On My Way"
(feat. Zdot & Kara Marni)

You're the one with the problem (what?)
Something needs to change (ah, mate)
Get it together, or I'm gone (oh really?)
Guess I'll be on my way

You're the one with the problem (oh, is it?)
Something needs to change (that'd be you)
Get it together, or I'm gone (don't make me call that bluff)
Guess I'll be on my way (here, let me open the door for you)

Together, together, I gotta get my act together
Is it you or is it me or is it the way that we act together?
Split up, then get back together
I can't keep up this act forever and ever and ever
It might be time for another endeavour
'End'
Emphasis on the end 'deavour'
If it ain't broke, don't fix it
I'd love to say that we're on the mend
But it's gonna take more than prit-stick to form a bond
Why don't we form a bond like all former bonds?
Take your trauma and my trauma, and form a bond
And we can call our bond, a trauma bond
My trauma v your trauma
Why can't my trauma be your trauma?
Come here and be my trauma, baby
And maybe we can have a trauma, baby

When'll it start, when'll it stop
One minute it's calm, next minute it's not
I know all about sleeping with the enemy
Every night I go to bed with an op
"Snap"

You're the one with the problem (oh, is it?)
Something needs to change (that'd be you)
Get it together, or I'm gone (don't make me call that bluff)
Guess I'll be on my way (here, let me open the door for you)

You're the one with the problem (oh, is it?)
Something needs to change (that'd be you)
Get it together, or I'm gone (don't make me call that bluff)
Guess I'll be on my way (here, let me open the door)

I ain't road, I ain't road
Don't ask me, I ain't involved
On track, I rap like I'm bad
But when I get home I do what I'm told, yeah
'Cause I can tell when it's that time of the
God forbid I remind or make light of the
Fact that it's that time again
I don't wanna be on the wrong side of ya!
On the left then I'm (wrong)
Right, then I'm (wrong)
Could be stood right in the middle, why I'm still (wrong)
Fine, okay, let's watch Bridgerton
I don't really mind when you stick on the TV
I don't need the palaver
She can watch whatever she'd rather
I just wanna watch TV in my pyjama
See me go another period drama

When'll start, when'll it stop
One minute it's calm, next minute it's not
I know all about sleeping with the enemy
Every night I go to bed with an op
"Snap"

You're the one with the problem (oh, is it?)
Something needs to change (that'd be you)
Get it together, or I'm gone (don't make me call that bluff)
Guess I'll be on my way, I'll be on my way

You're the one with the problem (oh, is it?)
Something needs to change (that'd be you)
Get it together, or I'm gone (don't make me call that bluff)
Guess I'll be on my way, I'll be on my way (here, let me open the door)

I'll be, I'll be on my-
I'll be on my way
I'll be, I'll be on my-
I'll be on my-
I'll be, I'll be on my-
I'll be on my way
I'll be, I'll be on my-
I'll be on my way

Feelings mutual, mutual feelings
Why is it the only time that we sing from the same hymn sheet
Is when we're beefing?
Ugh!
Love you


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