I woke up again Phone is blowing up and my head is spinning I try to pretend that I'm busy when Mama calls again She said I'm smoking way too much, I should give it up I was good at being young, now I'm growing up
I don't need a reason I'm just in my feelings Tonight I wanna dance and get high with my friends Call up my bitches Rolling in the kitchen Tonight I wanna dance and get high with my friends (I'm thinking we should just get high)
Sometimes I feel too much Trying my best just to keep up Maybe I'm tired of giving a fuck Maybe I'm tired of giving too much
What if we sit in the moment and feel it Watch our shadows on the ceiling God knows I need it right now
I don't need a reason I'm just in my feelings Tonight I wanna dance and get high with my friends Call up my bitches Rolling in the kitchen Tonight I wanna dance and get high with my friends
I'm thinking we should just get high I'm thinking we should just get I'm thinking we should just get high I'm thinking we should just get high
Compositores: Jonathan David Capeci, Charleston Olivia Adams (Charleston Adams), Erik Friis, Hansel Paul Compton ECAD: Obra #31012861