Got me uptight with my blood type
Destined and preoccupied
Well what the f#ck do I know?
Now my mindset is to project the sh#t
I’m reading on the internet
Coz’ nobody told me “Don’t”
I’m not lost I’m just turned off
I’m not lost I’m just turned off
When I tell you then you’ll know
Until then, you can let it go
Tell my friends that I ain’t home, I’m not home
Take my hand and let it soak
Until then, you can let it go
Tell my friends that I ain’t home, I’m not home
Just a short side away from good times
And singing all my anecdotes
I know I said I’d choke
I’m not lost I’m just turned off
I’m not lost I’m just turned off
When I tell you then you’ll know
Until then, you can let it go
Tell my friends that I ain’t home, I’m not home
Take my hand and let it soak
Until then, you can let it go
Tell my friends that I ain’t home, I’m not home
I’m not home
I’m not home
Figured out now how to get out
Of all my perfect sentiments
But what the f#ck do I know?
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