Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Devenny 404
Devenny 404
Performer
Bathwater 404
Bathwater 404
Performer
404 Guild
404 Guild
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Taylor Devenny
Taylor Devenny
Songwriter
Brendan Murphy
Brendan Murphy
Songwriter
Cameron Jacobs
Cameron Jacobs
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Devenny 404
Devenny 404
Producer
Bathwater
Bathwater
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah brother
I dont feel social
Ive been trying to be more local
Feel forgotten on the roads that I owe too
Break barriers down for the hopeful
Your surprised that people went postal
Too much hate in this world
yeah
total
Incomplete plans
Laying in my wardrobe
I Put the suit on doing up mogul
Its this music that keeps us soulful
And the colours that keep us tonal
Never worry you can reach me on my mobile
Too long have a yearned for the costal
skim stones
Find home
its focul
she were jewels on her skin that were opal
That were gifts handed down from a noble
and its all cos this melanins global
We were
kept in the back
background lurker
Skin tone
Prejudice
I see
What is it that
men still seek
hmm
Is it gold from
the lands we seed
Little woodpecker
Pecking on his purpose
Nature finds away to always upkeep
Lights hitting me
On this beach
Vibe missing me
I wont see
But
Look at the chains
f f f f fearing
f f f f fear in me please
I could could hold you but there stopping me
awaking this rage in me
this rage
this hate
I put it down and bleed
x2
 
I know my home for it’s inside me
Rise up and touch what you were meant to keep
(Chorus)
I dont feel social
They only hear the Blackman
When he stays vocal
I don’t feel social
Talking with my partners and we’re try keep focus
I dont feel social
They only hear the Blackman
When he stays vocal
I don’t feel social
Im Talking with my partners and we’re try keep focus
(Verse Two)
At the motherland wait for me Katie
theres some tasks that Ive got finish stately
Caught up this madness daily
two step from the jakes
dont taze me
hands on my head
Dont you enslave me
Back home was her gorgeous baby
Just imagine how the pain hits greatly
To be told that her first died fatefully
And I know this inside of me
moving around to breath
it’s been taking its time to cosy b
specially with the skin that’s all over me
and my mumma would tell me to rest my feet
Running away from who you should be
I don’t vibe with the hate in me
all I wanna do is to sail those seas
yeah
living a lie i can’t really sleep
living a lie i can’t really sleep
living a lie i can’t really sleep
sleep
living a lie i can’t really sleep
living a lie i can’t really sleep
living a lie i can’t really sleep
Living a lie
Living a lie
yeah
Living a lie
Living a lie
yeah
(Chrous 3)
I dont feel social
They only hear the Blackman
When he stays vocal
I don’t feel social
Talking with my partners and we’re try keep focus
I dont feel social
They only hear the Blackman
When he stays vocal
I don’t feel social
Talking with my partners and we’re try keep focus
I dont feel social
They only hear the Blackman
When he stays vocal
I don’t feel social
Talking with my partners and we’re try keep focus
I dont feel social
They only hear the Blackman
When he stays vocal
I don’t feel social
Talking with my partners and we’re try keep focus
Written by: Brendan Murphy, Cameron Jacobs, Taylor Devenny
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