Stowaway
Yeah aye aye
Yeah aye yeah aye
Yeah aye yeah aye
Yeah yeah yeah
I don't care
What you got to say
Your shit trash I'm better on my throwaways
Heading for the top they gon' be blown away
She got in my whip and then we drove away
Psilo in my jeans I'm changing worlds today
She stuck in my brain, she's a stowaway
She stuck in my brain, she's a stowaway
She stuck in my brain, she's a stowaway
Life's a blur when you live like this
Life's a blur when you live like this
She's got a nerve tryna start this shit
She's got a nerve tryna end me quick
Yeah
Love is ignorance
Or was the way you loving me so ignorant
Or was the way you touching me so meaningless
I don't get it, I don't get it
Why'd you end this shit
I'll admit it, I'll admit it
You were gone too quick
I put myself into your shoes so I could walk away too
Throw a fit, throw a fit
But you started it
It'll never be the same next time that I see you
Psilocybin in my veins
Think I just got a hold of my pain
Think I just got a hold of my brain
I'm gonna be okay
I don't care
What you got to say
Your shit trash I'm better on my throwaways
Heading for the top they gon' be blown away
She got in my whip and then we drove away
Psilo in my jeans I'm changing worlds today
She stuck in my brain, she's a stowaway
She stuck in my brain, she's a stowaway
She stuck in my brain, she's a stowaway
Yeah aye yeah aye
Yeah aye yeah aye
Yeah yeah yeah
I don't care
What you got to say
Your shit trash I'm better on my throwaways
Heading for the top they gon' be blown away
She got in my whip and then we drove away
Psilo in my jeans I'm changing worlds today
She stuck in my brain, she's a stowaway
She stuck in my brain, she's a stowaway
She stuck in my brain, she's a stowaway
Life's a blur when you live like this
Life's a blur when you live like this
She's got a nerve tryna start this shit
She's got a nerve tryna end me quick
Yeah
Love is ignorance
Or was the way you loving me so ignorant
Or was the way you touching me so meaningless
I don't get it, I don't get it
Why'd you end this shit
I'll admit it, I'll admit it
You were gone too quick
I put myself into your shoes so I could walk away too
Throw a fit, throw a fit
But you started it
It'll never be the same next time that I see you
Psilocybin in my veins
Think I just got a hold of my pain
Think I just got a hold of my brain
I'm gonna be okay
I don't care
What you got to say
Your shit trash I'm better on my throwaways
Heading for the top they gon' be blown away
She got in my whip and then we drove away
Psilo in my jeans I'm changing worlds today
She stuck in my brain, she's a stowaway
She stuck in my brain, she's a stowaway
She stuck in my brain, she's a stowaway
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Writer(s): Marcus Adams
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