Project Ex

Funny you point my way
And funny you stayed the same
Thinkin' your lies became
Identity to my name
But I know where I came from
From the stomp of my feet, to the beat of my drum
Rum-pum-pum-pum-pum
I'll be walkin' away
Yeah, yeah, I'll be walkin' away

Yeah, so you throw the past in my face
Take, take me through the park where I played
I think it's time that you learned that I ain't playin' your games
I learned from my old mistakes, yeah
I done made a deal with my father, yeah
I don't rock with you, so don't bother, yeah
I was all exposed, now I'm covered, yeah
Walkin' 'round, blind like the others
Then came a time, yeah like once upon a time
I been on a sick ride
Like they left me out to dry
I was wonderin' why
It was pride and confusion inside, yeah yeah
But now I'm movin' to stay alive
So much for bein' afraid of your name
What a shame, you're nothing but an impostor
I called a greater name for a change
And now that's really all that I am after

Funny you point my way
Funny you stayed the same
Thinkin' your lies became
Identity to my name
But I know where I came from
From the stomp of my feet, to the beat of my drum
Rum-pum-pum-pum-pum
I'll be walkin' away
Yeah, yeah, I'll be walkin' away

Ever since I left you in my rearview, yeah
Things don't get to me like they used to, yeah
Used to worry that I'm not the best out
What's the point of pride if it just leaves me stressed out, yeah
Now I'm feelin' comfy in my own skin
Spirit burnin' in me even if my wrist is frozen
Full tank of gas, boy you know I gotta flex now
All black Vans, hit the pavement when I step out
Funny you come my way
I cut you off but now you wanna stay in my way
So sayonara to you
I gotta run my race
You can try me but I promise I'll be okay, oh, yeah
Find me in the cut, cookin' classics up
Ridin' round with all my windows down
But my system up
You can see my father shinin' bright
Even if my jeans are faded
'Cause no matter how you dress me you can't hide that we're related

Funny you point my way
Funny you stayed the same
Thinkin' your lies became
Identity to my name
But I know where I came from
From the stomp of my feet, to the beat of my drum
Rum-pum-pum-pum-pum
I'll be walkin' away
Yeah, yeah, I'll be walkin' away