You Know Something We Don't? - Ocean Grove, Zachary Britt

Scout this neighbourhood and see what I can find

It’s just mental masturbation, less disgusting in my mind

Scout this neighbourhood and see what I can find

It’s just mental masturbation, less disgusting in my mind

Opposing machines at my fingertips, magnetic

Obsessive or pathetic?

That’s the question;

irrespective

Questions thicken on your figure, drunk suspicion

That’s what’s on my mind, that’s what’s on my mind

(dunno, rap)

You bring me up just to tear me down

Not a word said

(No words spoken)

Not a word said

Here I am, misused again

A consolation arousing progress

Listen to these words

What you’ll want is what you can’t have

Take away a part of me

(I won’t, I won’t)

Take from this what you want to believe

(I won’t, I won’t)

Scout this neighbourhood and see what I can find

It’s just mental masturbation, less disgusting in my mind

Scout this neighbourhood and see what I can find

It’s just mental masturbation, less disgusting in my mind

Scrounge for the perfect archetype, I’m still selective

Pacing back and forth so I’d go undetected

It’s a catalyst young, ignorant, submissive

That’s what’s on my mind, that’s what’s on my mind

(still dunno)

(No words said)

No words spoken, not a word said

No words spoken, not a word said

No words spoken, not a word said

No words spoken

Take away a part of me

(I won’t, I won’t)

Take from this what you want to believe

(I won’t, I won’t)

'Cause I won’t, I won’t

'Cause I won’t, I won’t

I won’t, I won’t

'Cause I won’t, I won’t