Inside Out

The real slayed-y, slim shady

Conversations at a coffee shop, I didn't order Earl Grey and it's too hot
Insulated loft space keep me soft, coffees and coughing and laughing, and now
I can see there's something in your eyes, your cheeks are starting to get baptized
We base our lives on cliches, we don't base cliches on our lives

Happiness, sadness, anger, and contempt
Pride, surprise, fear, love, and disappointment
Happiness, and sadness, anger, and contempt
Pride, surprise, fear, love, and disappointment



Credits
Writer(s): George David Berry, Nicholas Peters, Callum Litchfield, Iain Joseph Gillespie
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