[Verse]
"Happy to see you," she said with a grin,
But her words got me twisted, where do I begin?
"Fix the mess" — what am I, a broom?
I ain't here to sweep up nobody's gloom.
Call me a hero? Nah, that's a reach,
I ain't out here preachin', no lessons to teach.
Messy vibes, they ain't my deal,
But somehow I'm the one they want to heal.
[Chorus]
I’m no hero, I’m no cape,
Not the one to fix your tape.
If you broke it, hold the weight,
I’m no hero, it’s too late.
I’m no hero, I’m no fix,
Don’t pull me into your tricks.
You can’t flip it, I won’t stick,
I’m no hero, you’re the glitch.
[Verse 2]
"Fix the mess" — nah, I’m not Clark Kent,
Can’t save the world when my patience spent.
They love to drop problems, watch me bend,
But my back ain't built for the weight they send.
Superman’s fiction, Batman’s fake,
I’m flesh and bones, give me a break.
They think I’m steel, but I’m just skin,
Not the one to clean where your chaos begins.