Antix

Mr. Anonymous Lyrics

[Intro]

I'm anonymous, Mr. Anonymous

Mr. You-Don't-Wanna-See, Mr. Ominous

Mr. Silent, lurking in the background

Ba-ba-pum, Ba-ba-pum I never back down

Mr. Stonefish, you don't wanna feel me

But I'm patient, out for the kill see--

I'm a wraith, baby, cloaked in your proxy

I'd like to see what you got that can stop me, yup



[Chorus]

You don't even know my name

Who are you son, and where do you come from?

Tell me now cause I'm tired of asking your name

And you don't even see my face

Mirror mirror, am I really ugly?

Yup

Okay, now you can judge me



[Verse 1]

I used to have a dream about life in the fast lane

But that shit didn't work out

I keep my darts aimed

Keep my spears tipped, yeah you need to hear this

Chest puffed, ego way out of alignment

And Freud would have a field day with me, baby, timing--

Is everything, like trying to give away your wedding ring

The clock ticks, lightning strikes, fear setting in

Running out of steam, running out of mojo

But I ain't going out like that, baby, oh no

The eye is watching, don't think for a second

That you ain't being scoped by the world's secret sections

Illuminated, yeah you best believe it

And if I die in a month's time you know the reason

I want induction, I want in your circles

My career needs a kick-start, I need your virtues

Send your welcoming committee, I ain't crazy

Fuck it, I can see what you did for Jay-Z



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[Verse 2]

Novus ordo world, now baby twirl yo

Dance like a puppet, feel the force, you can touch it

Young queen, you don't need to keep pumping

The mindlessness of the radio lala

Controlled by the lightning bolt through Lady Gaga

Penis to the sky, impregnate the planet

I feel the power

I wanna have it

I need a lift, yeah, I need that black magic

But they won't let me in I'm outside in the sand pits

You let Taylor Swift in, I want the same deal

I can remain calm, I can stay still

Humiliate me live on the next award show

But I may break Kanye's nose, yo, I warn you

MKUltra, yeah, my fucking brain's fried

But so's yours, it's happening the same time

If I get murdered there'll be no one who can prove it

But I'll be sure to say what's up to Stanley Kubrick



[Chorus]