Scotty Sire - Mister Gla**man lyrics

Lets paint a picture you're in cla** The teacher writes the notes too fast And there's boy who sits in back who's to afraid to raise his hand And ask if she can slow it down So nervously he looks around Can't bare to stand out in the crowd And he's only gotten half the notes now The school bell rings And he feels deflated Looks at his hand He should've raised it His biggest fear He should've faced it And now he's lost inside the pages He might be there but you'd never notice Got a lot to say but he's soft spoken He's a book that just isn't open A tiny ripple in a stormy ocean Gla**man, Mister Gla**man Gla**man Mister Gla**man! He's really soft spoken You never notice gla** unless its broken Mister Gla**man! He's really soft spoken You never notice gla** unless its broken Mister Gla**man A few years later And now its prom season Mister gla** isn't going unless he has a reason There's a cutie in his cla** That he likes a lot but he's afraid to ask Because they've never talked Plus if she says yes whats he gonna do? Doesn't have a car, dude, he's screwed He doesn't feel cool He's too subdued And he's scared to meet her parents too Boohoo, just another chance he blew Cause theres way too many things going on in his head And he's always in his head thinking too far ahead Could've gone to prom But instead he lays in bed Thinkin' of all the things that he left unsaid Till hes red Sorry Mister Gla** the world has a way But now im sure you're heard many people say You miss every opportunity you dont take Dont be shy kid, make your own fate Gla**man, Mister Gla**man Gla**man Mister Gla**man! He's really soft spoken You never notice gla** unless its broken Mister Gla**man! He's really soft spoken You never notice gla** unless its broken Mister Gla**man Now Mister Gla** is older And he's doing just fine, yeah He made it through high school Even though he was shy He's got a group of good friends and his future is bright And he still gets sad But he's happy with his life Remember when he didn't ask the cutie to prom? Well, now he's got a couple kids And they're calling her mom, man And remember when he couldn't raise his hand in cla**? Well now he's up on stage in front of fans rappin' fast But he still gets scared And he still gets nervous cause you gotta fear the waves if you wanna go surfin' Nothin' is for certain like does cursive have a purpose? Was it worth it that you learned it? Probably not I don't know I digress But the point i'm trynna stress is that we're all just made of gla** Even when we're at our best We can break We can split Or disappear or lose our temper Even if you think you're bullet proof I am gla** and so are you Gla**man, Mister Gla**man Gla**man Mister Gla**man! He's really soft spoken! You never notice gla** unless its broken! Mister Gla**man! He's really soft spoken! You never notice gla** unless its broken! Mister Gla**man Its hard to get by when you're feelin' so shy You gotta keep on movin' just a step at a time Mister Gla**man He's really soft spoken! You never notice gla** unless its broken! Mista' (Mister Gla**man) .... Mister Gla**man He's really soft spoken! Mister Gla**man (Gla**man)