WYA
Let me clear my mind
Till there's no thoughts
Sip it all till the very last drop
Don't wanna feel what I feel
What I feel, what I feel
Cuz that's a problem
That's a problem
Where's the numb
Where's the numb
Can I find it at the bottom
Of this cup
Will it fade
When I hit on the 4th, 5th puff
I say wow, I say wow
Man, this shits so out of style
Now it's loud with the loud
I can't escape from the sound
Walk on water it's impossible
These feelings are intolerable
I'm just tryna let it roll
Let it roll like charming
It's alarming the way you won't go
The way you won't go
It's alarming the way you won't go
WYA, I'm tryna catch you
WYA
WYA, I'm tryna catch you
WYA
I'm reaching, I'm reaching
For the deep end I'm reaching
Prefer drowning over breathing
At the moment I'm tweaking
Why they staying, why they laying
In my atmosphere, in my aura
It's getting old like Cora
Like vipers and cobras
It's venomous
It's been a miss
This don't seem to be working
Where's the end of this
For the hell of it I'm gon' try
To make these feelings die
WYA, I'm tryna catch you
WYA
WYA, I'm tryna catch you
WYA
WYA, I'm tryna catch you
WYA
WYA, I'm tryna catch you
WYA
WYA, I'm tryna catch you
WYA, yeah
WYA, WYA, WYA
I'm tryna
Till there's no thoughts
Sip it all till the very last drop
Don't wanna feel what I feel
What I feel, what I feel
Cuz that's a problem
That's a problem
Where's the numb
Where's the numb
Can I find it at the bottom
Of this cup
Will it fade
When I hit on the 4th, 5th puff
I say wow, I say wow
Man, this shits so out of style
Now it's loud with the loud
I can't escape from the sound
Walk on water it's impossible
These feelings are intolerable
I'm just tryna let it roll
Let it roll like charming
It's alarming the way you won't go
The way you won't go
It's alarming the way you won't go
WYA, I'm tryna catch you
WYA
WYA, I'm tryna catch you
WYA
I'm reaching, I'm reaching
For the deep end I'm reaching
Prefer drowning over breathing
At the moment I'm tweaking
Why they staying, why they laying
In my atmosphere, in my aura
It's getting old like Cora
Like vipers and cobras
It's venomous
It's been a miss
This don't seem to be working
Where's the end of this
For the hell of it I'm gon' try
To make these feelings die
WYA, I'm tryna catch you
WYA
WYA, I'm tryna catch you
WYA
WYA, I'm tryna catch you
WYA
WYA, I'm tryna catch you
WYA
WYA, I'm tryna catch you
WYA, yeah
WYA, WYA, WYA
I'm tryna
Credits
Writer(s): Cortez Lee-rogan, Alicia Whitfield
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