"Gangstalker" lyrics

"Gangstalker"

Mother, don't believe me
'Cause voices I know I heard
Never advocate for drugs, but they always work for her
Patterns that I recognize get harder to ignore
There is government plates on that van parked right outside my door

I think someone is out to get me
And I know they're dangerous
They bug my clothes, and trace my phone, and lace my angel dust
Someone is out to get me
And I know not what they seek
Someone is out to get me
Like a villain of the week

So I run, gotta run, gotta run, gotta run
But they always seem to know exactly what I'm thinking of
So I'm sleeping in my car, I'm tweaking in motels
I'm peeking through the blinds, I don't think they mind the smell
Outside on the streets, SUVs gather 'round
Oh my God, I can see them, please don't film me now
I've seen it on the video, so I know that they're coming
So if you're reading this, I promise you

Someone is out to get me
And I can't give them the slip
I've shown evidence to relatives
They just tell me not to trip
Someone is out to get me
And I know not what they seek
They're always out to get me
Like a villain of the week
Go

One time, two times, three times, four times

Someone is out to get me
And I don't know who they are
From L.A. to Canandaigua
They followed me this far
Someone is out to get me
And I don't know what they seek
Always out to get me
Like a villain of the week
So you better run


Writer(s): Jon Joseph, Floyd I Iv Gaugh, Eric Wilson, Jakob Nowell, Zane Patrick Vandevort
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