The F*ck you think this is?

Verse 1:
You keep stepping like you own the place,
Talking big, but you can’t keep pace.
I’m sitting back, just watching you spin,
You think you know me, but where to begin?

Pre-Chorus:
You think you’ve got me figured out,
But you don’t even know what I’m about.
I’m not your puppet, I’m not your game,
Keep acting up, it’s all the same.

Chorus:
The fuck you think this is?
I’m not here to play, not here to miss.
You keep talking like you know it all,
But I’m walking away, I’m standing tall.
The fuck you think this is?
You’re too loud, and I’m over it.
Don’t try to drag me down, it’s clear,
I’m not sticking around, so disappear.

Verse 2:
You keep crossing lines I never drew,
Acting like you’re something new.
But I’ve seen it all, I’m not impressed,
You’re just a shadow of what’s next.

Pre-Chorus:
You think you’ve got me figured out,
But you don’t even know what I’m about.
I’m not your puppet, I’m not your game,
Keep acting up, it’s all the same.

Chorus:
The fuck you think this is?
I’m not here to play, not here to miss.
You keep talking like you know it all,
But I’m walking away, I’m standing tall.
The fuck you think this is?
You’re too loud, and I’m over it.
Don’t try to drag me down, it’s clear,
I’m not sticking around, so disappear.

Bridge:
I’m done with the noise, I’m done with the show,
You can keep it up, but I’m letting you go.
I don’t need your drama, don’t need your act,
I’m taking control, there’s no looking back.

Chorus (Reprise):
The fuck you think this is?
I’m not here to play, not here to miss.
You keep talking like you know it all,
But I’m walking away, I’m standing tall.
The fuck you think this is?
You’re too loud, and I’m over it.
Don’t try to drag me down, it’s clear,
I’m not sticking around, so disappear.

Outro:
Yeah, the fuck you think this is?
I’m walking away, I’m over it.
Keep talking, baby, but I’m gone,
The show’s over, I’m moving on.

lo-fi, chaotic, and melancholic synth-pop, synth-punk, electropop, chiptune, witch house, dark, nostalgic atmosphere