Overweight & Underage - Kemopetrol

I’ve got a thought that should be brought to the police

Here is the thing, I wanna bring you to your knees

I’m jealous of your friends and of your enemies

I’ve got a thought that should be brought to the police

Here is the thing, I wanna bring you to your knees

I’m jealous of your friends and of your enemies

And I feel overweight and underage

You can’t compete with the wars I wage

And I, I overdo, I’m all over you

I never knew where to take it to

And I feel overweight, I feel underage

It’s never random, I always land on a Brandon Walsh

You’ve got it made, you’re getting paid, you’ve got no flaws

And that is why you have me trying to break your balls

I can get so childish

I can get so lost

And every time I deny this

It’s at a bigger cost

But then it’s like I’m forced

Come back to me again

Come back to me again

I only need a friend

This time I don’t pretend