Listen to The Recluse by Plan B

The Recluse

Plan B

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Plan B
Plan B
Vocals
Eric Appapoulay
Eric Appapoulay
Bass
Richard Cassell
Richard Cassell
Drums
Tom Wright-Goss
Tom Wright-Goss
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ben Drew
Ben Drew
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ben Drew
Ben Drew
Producer
Eric Appapoulay
Eric Appapoulay
Additional Producer
David McEwan
David McEwan
Engineer
Guy Davie
Guy Davie
Mastering Engineer
Mark Rankin
Mark Rankin
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Oh yeah, they call me the recluse 'Cause I don't go outside for nothing No one is gonna make me leave this room Oh no, they can't tell me nothing, no way You see I'm being a fool Yes, so I don't care about being cool What's it to you? If I just stay here in this hole that I boarded into Oh yeah, they call me the recluse 'Cause I don't go outside for nothing No one is gonna make me leave this room Oh no, they can't tell me nothing, no way You see, I ain't thinking clear Yes, so I dunno, I'm feeling sorry for myself Who asked you to interfere? How would you really know What is or isn't good for my health? Why don't you leave me alone? I ain't hurting nobody, why you up in my face? Get up out my soul Why can't you just let me Get through my time this way? Oh yeah, they call me the recluse 'Cause I don't go outside for nothing No one is gonna make me leave this room Oh no, they can't tell me nothing, no way, no way, yeah Can't tell me nothing They can't tell me nothing They can't tell me nothing Sitting here by myself, looking mad at myself Thinking I don't wanna go out there I don't need no help, looking after myself I got everything I need right here I ain't trying to impress anyone In this cesspit jail, I just don't care I ain't gotta smell fresh for no woman So I'm blessed not washing my skin or my hair They can call me a recluse they ain't gonna remove Or cut me loose from this place, I'm locked in hiding Like a rocker wall moves 'cause you know I've gotten used to the space that I'm occupying There really ain't anything out there on the win They'd enjoy more than see me crying So I do it in my room where none of these goons can see me Though I know they've been trying I ain't cut out for this shit, I'm a coward I admit I've never been no big thing The thought of killing makes me sick But I don't wanna be no victim, no way, not Strickland So I just stay in my cell like I'm bricked in And hope that stops me from getting kicked in Even if it earns me this nickname in prison Oh yeah, they call me the recluse (Oh yeah, they call me the recluse) 'Cause I don't go outside for nothing No one is gonna make me leave this room Oh no, they can't tell me nothing, no way Oh yeah, they call me the recluse 'Cause I don't go outside for nothing No one is gonna make me leave this room Oh no, they can't tell me nothing
Writer(s): Benjamin Paul Ballance-drew, Richard David Cassell, Tom Wright Goss, Eric Anthony Appapoulay Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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