Soak

Got me uptight, what's my blood type
Distant and preoccupied
Well what the fuck do I know
Now my mind set is to project this shit I'm reading on the internet
Cause nobody told me don't

Mmmm mmm
I'm not lost I'm just turned off
Mmmm mmm
I'm not lost I'm just turned off

When I tell you then you'll know
Until then you better let it go
Tell my friends that I aint home
I'm not home
When I take my head and let it soak
Until then you better let it go
Tell my friends that I aint home
I'm not home

Just a short sight away from good times
And single moment anecdotes
I know I said I'd show

Mmmm mmm
I'm not lost I'm just turned off
Mmmm mmm
I'm not lost I'm just turned off

When I tell you then you'll know
Until then you better let it go
Tell my friends that I aint home
I'm not home
When I take my head and let it soak
Until then you better let it go
Tell my friends that I aint home
I'm not home

Ahhhhhh
I'm not home
Ahhhhhhh
I'm not home

Figured out now, how to get out
Of all imperfect sentiments
What the fuck do I know?



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Michael Ruttner, Simon Anthony Oscroft, Alexandra Leigh Winston, Juliana Madrid
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