
Lyrics
Sampa the Great is the problem, I'm waiting for them to solve
Don't get involved in who don't see me that much often
And I'm turning up all the volume, what can I do?
When I wake up, I resort in telling myself that I'm awesome
The world revolves in loving yourself and your flaws
And comfortable without my claws, and none of it's true
I wake up just like you do
Negative, positive too, that's my review
Fame is the top of the poo
Negative, negative, negative, negative
Don't like to hear all your thoughts, it's excessive
Now you're a pro at my job, it's impressive
When there's no joy in my heart for a second
Simon says, Simon says, Simon says, Simon says
When I say, "Put your hands in the what?"
You say, "Put your hands in the air"
You say, "All my demons is coming?"
I say, "All my demons is dead"
You say, "All the haters is talking?"
I say, "Shut the fuck up, instead"
Simon says, "Don't get up in my head"
Simon says, "Don't get up in my head"
When I say, "Put your hands in the what?"
You say, "Put your hands in the air"
You say, "All my demons is coming?"
I say, "All my demons is dead"
You say, "All the haters is talking?"
I say, "Shut the fuck up, instead"
Simon says, "Don't get up in my head"
Simon says, "Don't get up in my head"
Top of the morning, I hear you answer, you're calling
Now you halfway and you're mourning
What are you longing?
Thought you had dreams, you were honing
This what you dreamt of, my darling
Prove what you know, get the hell out
Say I'm a sellout, selling capacity venues
My band is venom, they got me Black Panther, tell 'em
Eve at the Roxy compel 'em, pressure is shit
I wake up just like you do
Negative, positive too, that's my review
Fame is the top of the poo
Negative, negative, negative, negative
Don't like to hear all your thoughts, it's excessive
Now you're a pro at my job, it's impressive
When there's no joy in my heart for a second
Simon says, Simon says, Simon says, Simon says
When I say, "Put your hands in the what?"
You say, "Put your hands in the air"
You say, "All my demons is coming?"
I say, "All my demons is dead"
You say, "All the haters is talking?"
I say, "Shut the fuck up, instead"
Simon says, "Don't get up in my head"
Simon says, "Don't get up in my head"
When I say, "Put your hands in the what?"
You say, "Put your hands in the air"
You say, "All my demons is coming?"
I say, "All my demons is dead"
You say, "All the haters is talking?"
I say, "Shut the fuck up, instead"
Simon says, "Don't get up in my head"
Simon says, "Don't get up in my head"
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