Mr. Introverted

You ain't got the moves like Jagger
You ain't got a voice like Frank
Tryna wash away your habits
But boy, you're gonna clog your sink
I gotta get my shit together
Don't wanna spend my whole life tethered
Comfort zone, or touch the throne, they juxtaposed, can nothing gold, can stay the way it is
Keep it quiet, I read the eyes, I lead the room, I need these tunes, to pay the dividends
I've been at it so long
(So long, so long)
I've been at it so long
(2, 1, yeah.)
Waste time sitting in the same, room I grew up in I
Feel safe behind these blinds
Warm smile shining through, but I, know pity when I see it, I don't pay no mind
(No mind.)
Yeah, woah, Mr. Introverted talk to people get me nervous, hard to tell the fish from serpents, do this on my lonely shit
I tried to live the burden, work is like indentured service, I should serve a different purpose, tell a different story, yeah
He kinda old, he got a nasally voice
(True.)
He kinda grown, he should be shamed of his choice
He watched the world around him change and distort
I mean
I watched the world around me change and distort
Shit
Mr. Introverted
It's just a little risk aversion
Mr. Introverted
It's just a little risk aversion
(Heh, I like that.)
[side note from person who wrote these lyrics, special thanks to the actual Mike Holmes for fixing all the lyrics I had wrong lmao]