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Heart Attack’ started out as a rant aimed at various authoritative figures who would sometimes abuse their power and make certain assumptions with no backstory. The song was initially a couple of scribbled sentences which then stretched around a half real half fake narrative of a night out that I had. I see it as kinda like a sitcom moment, where someone gets so worked up, veins popping out etc, that they just keel over.
lyrics
Heart Attack
What you know bout me?
You don’t know shit bout me
You can step back
I don’t need to relax
Yeah Don’t go give yourself a heart attack
What you know bout me?
You don’t know shit bout me (yeah heart attack)
You can step back (what you know bout me)
I don’t need to relax (what you know bout him what you bout this)
Yeah Don’t go give yourself a heart attack
You can Calm down
Give it a rest
I can make my own decisions
Got my life by the neck
This is bar not a damn hotel
Well fuck it, why don’t you knock this one as well
I’m not angry just emotionally charged
I’ve been known to make a double AA battery go far
Kept it up so long
Now I’m gone too far
Nothing wrong til now
Yeah This is bizarre
Give it up
I’m done rockin the boat
had enough of this shit I wanna go home
Can I borrow your phone?
Mine died about an hour ago
It’s all too much yeah I’m out of the zone
I’m back on my own
Feeling the cold
Should of brought a jacket when I left my home
When I left my house
I’m regretting my decision should have stayed on the couch
Okay relax, stop dishing it out
Keep it to yourself
Keep your feet on your ground
I’m getting sick of you running your mouth
Popping veins up in your head man you’re out for the count
What you know bout me?
You don’t know shit bout me
You can step back
I don’t need to relax
Yeah Don’t go give yourself a heart attack
What you know bout me?
You don’t know shit bout me
You can step back
I don’t need to relax
Yeah Don’t go give yourself a heart attack
You don’t know me
Claim it’d take two seconds
Sounds like a little less pride and a whole lot of prejudice
A little bit inflated like your ego needs a sedative
I can supply
But only If demand is similar
Liver splash
Too many dashes with the vodka
Cash out my pocket
Forgot to bring my wallet
Should have checked my shelf for the change that I got
It’s the brain that I’ve got
Keeps causing all the problem
Woah
Yeah cash for gold
Trade it in
Buy some more
And get back to where I left off
Gough like cough
Do this way to often
They same I’m soft and
I let it get to me cause I know their wrong
Try to prove myself by doing it all
End up with a head like a pillar of salt
So watch what you say
You don’t shit about me
What you know bout me?
You don’t know shit bout me
You can step back
I don’t need to relax
Yeah Don’t go give yourself a heart attack
What you know bout me?
You don’t know shit bout me
You can step back
I don’t need to relax
Yeah Don’t go give yourself a heart attack
1, 2, 3 Get Down!
Don’t go give yourself a heart attack
Don’t go yourself a
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