i don't wanna go inside pt II [rare version]
How could I think you ever cared about anything?
Late at night, I look around and see who's here for me
Even though we fuckin' tried, it didn't mean a thing
Maybe it's just deeper and we're only surfacing
How could I think you ever cared about anything?
Late at night, I look around and see who's here for me
Even though we fuckin' tried, it didn't mean a thing
Maybe it's just deeper and we're only surfacing
She called me up just to tell me not to text her please
For a month until her boyfriend goes back overseas
I just want some dabs that make my nose feel funny
She text me sometimes acting real funny
Not sure if I lost ease of mind or if I sold it
Only feel normal when I am off the potion
Stress in my stomach, regardless what I'm smoking
Maybe I should chill and meditate or fucking something
Not sure if I lost ease of mind or if I sold it
Only feel normal when I am off the potion
Stress in my stomach, regardless what I'm smoking
Maybe I should chill and meditate or fucking something
I don't wanna go inside
I'm too high, I've been smoking in the backseat
I don't wanna be in the sky
It's too high, but I'm still fucking coming
I don't wanna go inside
I don't wanna go inside
Late at night, I look around and see who's here for me
Even though we fuckin' tried, it didn't mean a thing
Maybe it's just deeper and we're only surfacing
How could I think you ever cared about anything?
Late at night, I look around and see who's here for me
Even though we fuckin' tried, it didn't mean a thing
Maybe it's just deeper and we're only surfacing
She called me up just to tell me not to text her please
For a month until her boyfriend goes back overseas
I just want some dabs that make my nose feel funny
She text me sometimes acting real funny
Not sure if I lost ease of mind or if I sold it
Only feel normal when I am off the potion
Stress in my stomach, regardless what I'm smoking
Maybe I should chill and meditate or fucking something
Not sure if I lost ease of mind or if I sold it
Only feel normal when I am off the potion
Stress in my stomach, regardless what I'm smoking
Maybe I should chill and meditate or fucking something
I don't wanna go inside
I'm too high, I've been smoking in the backseat
I don't wanna be in the sky
It's too high, but I'm still fucking coming
I don't wanna go inside
I don't wanna go inside
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Writer(s): Mark Taylor
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