Slim Pickin'
Don't put on your shoes
I thought you wanted to stay with my 'til morning
I'm second guessing the feelings that I felt then
Get out of my head, get out of my head
I'll rip out that page in my book by the morning
I'm wide awake I don't wanna go to bed now
Hold me down, hold me down, hold me down
Don't wanna wake up in all of my makeup
I shut it down, shut it down, shut it down
I keep pretending I know where my head is
Made it up, made it up, made it up
Something overcame me
I don't know how to deal
Something overcame me
I don't know what to do about it
Blocked your number again
Always feels good to have that option
Slim pickin' but ready for the weekend
Call me up, call me up, call me up
Come over 'cus I'm out of weed again
I'm wide awake I don't wanna go to bed now
Hold me down, hold me down, hold me down
Don't wanna wake up in all of my makeup
I shut it down, shut it down, shut it down
I keep pretending I know where my head is
Made it up, made it up, made it up
Twenty-five cents put into the meter
It's not enough, not enough, not enough
Something overcame me
I don't know how to deal
Something overcame me
I don't know what to do about it
Somebody's comforting me in an alternate reality
Somebody's comforting me in an alternate reality
Reality, reality
I thought you wanted to stay with my 'til morning
I'm second guessing the feelings that I felt then
Get out of my head, get out of my head
I'll rip out that page in my book by the morning
I'm wide awake I don't wanna go to bed now
Hold me down, hold me down, hold me down
Don't wanna wake up in all of my makeup
I shut it down, shut it down, shut it down
I keep pretending I know where my head is
Made it up, made it up, made it up
Something overcame me
I don't know how to deal
Something overcame me
I don't know what to do about it
Blocked your number again
Always feels good to have that option
Slim pickin' but ready for the weekend
Call me up, call me up, call me up
Come over 'cus I'm out of weed again
I'm wide awake I don't wanna go to bed now
Hold me down, hold me down, hold me down
Don't wanna wake up in all of my makeup
I shut it down, shut it down, shut it down
I keep pretending I know where my head is
Made it up, made it up, made it up
Twenty-five cents put into the meter
It's not enough, not enough, not enough
Something overcame me
I don't know how to deal
Something overcame me
I don't know what to do about it
Somebody's comforting me in an alternate reality
Somebody's comforting me in an alternate reality
Reality, reality
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Writer(s): Nina Pitchkites
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