

Why you pointing fingers
at
me? (why?)
I walk into the room and they all turn away
Whispering the words they are too scared to say
I never did a single thing to any of them But they
treat my existence like a toxic trend
Oh, I try to hold it in,
try to keep it cool But they push and they pull and
I play the fool (yeah)
Now the fire's in my throat,
it's getting hard to breathe
I got my anger from my father,
got my attitude from mom So don't ask why I'm explosive when
you dropped the quiet bomb I didn't do a thing to you
but you still want a war Now you're gonna get exactly what
you're begging for (hahaha)
They paint me as the villain,
say I'm cold and mean
But they're the ones who write the drama on the screen
I'm just protecting my own heart from getting bruised But inherited traits
are the weapons that I use
It's in my blood,
it's in my veins
My father's fire, my mother's disdain (it's not my fault) You pushed
me first, don't look surprised When you see the reflection in my
eyes
I got my anger from my father,
got my attitude from mom So don't ask why I'm explosive when
you dropped the quiet bomb I didn't do a thing to you
but you still want a war Now you're gonna get exactly what
you're begging for
Yeah, I got it from them (my dad,
my mom) And now you've got it from me