You, you got a attic of a mind I swear to god it takes some motherf**ing time To think about the sins you kept beneath your skin Know, that you think you won't win But listen up you gotta wait it takes some And no disrespect, every every little turn that you take it's the right ones that you think you make And i know much better than the ones in sins i kept beneath my skin i spent
Cause if you don't think you're mad your f**ing wrong, Cause i swear to god you're sad. I swear to god you're gone You think about your life, you sit back and you swear You think about it too much You think about it You think about it too much You think about it You think about it too much. Well you think about it So dont get me started -.- Don't get me started