Genius

Genius

Kings of Leon

Everybody wants to be a showman
Yeah they all got another one
Everybody thinks they got a genius
Everybody got me on the run
Sometimes I think they come here
Just so you can say that you can
And I can't get alone in my bathroom
I need to give myself a hand

Ya'll cuh-cuh-cuh-creepin'
Creepin' underneath my skin
Fuck you and your flashbulbs
Snappin' my picture again
You drank all my whiskey
You stole all my smoke
And you're crowded all around me
Like I got nowhere to go

Eyes are gonna roll back
I'm here to kill
Time for you to go
I'm-a-gon' spill
It ain't yo fast train
I'll be the king running near the wheel
I ain't looking to make no deals here no

You keep sticking to me like a prickly porcupine
You're getting your information from the grocery checkout line
Are you through confessing of your little girl obsession
'Cause I was only messing and I had a little time

Written by PETRAGLIA, ANGELO T. / FOLLOWILL, IVAN NATHAN / FOLLOWILL, ANTHONY CALEB
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., WINDSWEPT HOLDINGS LLC

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