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Whee-oo whee-oo (whoa)
I feel weird, I'm kinda numb
What happened to my inner child?
I pray I win some lottery
It feels like my fortune wheel's turning
My heels keep my walk real tight
I used to drag my feet
Back to my inner child, baby
I could benefit still from resting my brain stem in it
I could lay my stem in it
Grow my wings
Help me better this
I stole my wedding ring (huh?)

I'm sorry, I just found it on the sidewalk
Yeah, God proposed and now I'm on His side, watch
I've been told my mind ain't right
That my light's kinda funny
Kinda right, I'm different
I didn't see me reflected
I'ma write my own lines
Infected with poetry
I'll rhyme now

Whee-oo whee-oo (whoa)
I feel scared and kinda young
What happened to my inner child?
I feel right on the inside now
I'm alright
I'ma write my story
Anyone dare to love me that's a different story
I'm not defenseless to your insults
I'm defenseless to your love
Defenseless like on Maury
Lord, I feel right on the inside now
They can't throw me
I feel right on the inside now
I'm alright
I'ma write my story
Anyone dare to love me that's a different story
I'm not defenseless to your insults
I'm defenseless to your love
Defenseless, you control me

In all your glory, here you are with me
We each get a? love
We eat, share our pizza
Clink drinks
I feel right on the inside now



Credits
Writer(s): Aliyah Mead
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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