voodoo - Intellectual

[Intro]

Yeah, yeah

Told you ten times I can't be stopped

I got a picture of you crumpled up in my back pocket

Got a sweater full of stains, holes in my pockets

And your stupid lipstick still on my— shit

Have you ever thought maybe this was just overkill?

'Cause you gon' get both the both of us killed

I know that stings to get over still

And you want my head ripped off, but lil' mama

I'm way too past it for all of the plastic

Torn in the face with a hole in your back

And keep your head up, maybe you'll get sewn up faster

But look, I ain't no puppet master

You're just another voodoo doll for all your friends

Tear your life to pieces

Hell don't seem too far from here

It's a long way down from here

And baby, can we take these things down a notch?

Hold my life to pieces

We give these things time to rot

Find your life again, yeah

Reachin' for the moon, tryna get to you

It's not as easy as it seems

With my head ripped off

My head ripped off

Like voodoo dolls

But oh why?

(Woah-oh-oh)

(Woah-oh-oh-oh)

For the moon, tryna get to you is not as easy as it seems, uh-uh-uh