​laid back [R3M1X]

[Intro: London Downs]
Alright
I'm back in the studio
Let's see what we can come up with
Go

[Verse 1: London Downs]
I'm back again, no natural high
Still kickin' it, flippin it', riding the tide
I'm never missin' always scoring a win
Are you catching me or are you now my kin?
Stuck in Sin City
Hopped in the ghost riding purring like a kitty
Ghosting you when I make it big like
Big Time Rush came in and rushed everyone on tricycles
While I bust in busting my third eye opticals
This new age has everyone all down
Government's frowning, why you sad, clown?
Why ya pants turn brown?
Why you wanna groan?
Ya better watch your tone
Or else you gonna get canceled, y'know it ain't that hard
I could go on Twitter say that you're a (Redacted)
Then post that Taylor Swift got my hair done
Don't wanna hear your sorrows
I'm busy riding Camros
While you flying kites
Ya better know your rights

[Chorus: London Downs]
Nobody loves me
Nobody shows it
Nobody knows who I am
Nobody loves me
Nobody shows it
Nobody knows how I feel

[Verse 2: London Downs]
I'm feeling so down
Don't know who I am
I don't know whether to smile or frown
Clubbing like at Sam's
Just don't feel the same
I can't control my emotions and I know that they aren't tame
Though I made mistakes I wanna know what to do
I don't mean to be rude
I don't mean to be crude
It's just this way of life that keeps putting pressures on me
Like Logic after he puts out another CD, ay

[Spoken Word: London Downs & lockdownloser]
Check it
Stupid
This song was so easy to make
I made it in like three days
Okay?
Anyone can be a musician
Yes, that includes me

[Verse 3: lockdownloser]
Nobody loves me
Nobody shows it
Nobody knows who I am
Except for the people who resonate with my lyrics I call them fans
Is that too insensitive for you, or am I getting boring for you?
Yo Harry Styles said Adore You
But I don't even try to in the end

[Verse 4: Sam Poll]
Fake nice, hopin' people carry ya
But I'm through fuckin' around; I am the main character
Not comparin' ya to hysteria
But when the mania hits, feel I could bury ya
My hart is Kevin small
So every single flaw
Became a name in pain I could refrain from being called
Evil never had a better name until it got mine
Mother Earth’s least favorite son done on time

[Chorus: London Downs]
Nobody loves me
Nobody shows it
Nobody knows who I am
Nobody loves me
Nobody shows it
Nobody knows how I feel
Nobody loves me
Nobody shows it
Nobody knows who I am
Nobody loves me
Nobody shows it
Nobody knows how I feel

[Verse 5: Justin Abisror]
Everybody asks "w-what are you doing?"
How did you get there?
Get out of my house
But nobody asks "how are you feeling?"
"What do you think? Do you have any doubts?"
Everybody wants me to sing them a song
And then they are all gone, won't let me tag along
And then you say "no" when you want me to blow all the steam I have up in my head
Everyone loves me but I am not free
I just stay silent all day
Nobody knows me
I'm under the sea
Glub with the fish filet (Glub, glub, glub)
Nobody loves me
Nobody shows it
Nobody knows who I am
Nobody loves me
Nobody shows it
Nobody knows how I feel