Simp - Intellectual

[Intro]

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Mixed up, I'm roamin' through these same streets

Feel like I can't go nowhere

I'll see you any day, I swear

It don't take no rocket scientist to figure out

The truths that in my head, but you don't care, yeah

Do you call this working?

I'm in over my head, I think

I can't get you off it

This don't make no sense, I'm trippin'

Can't be 'round these hoes feelin' guilty

What we got goin' on's not helping

Same nights I come to you and you heal me

I'm cutting my lies, don't know if it's still me

I'm callin' my mind, don't know if it's the real me

I can't stay, I'm a runaway

Gеt no respect 'til I'm all paid

I can't be no "almost"

I see stars whеn the moon's out

I still think you're all mine

One more dance with the moonlight

Seat on a flame and I need it now

I want to tell you what I get about

Shittier days without you around

Don't want this space or what you doin' nows

Sometimes you wish that we never met

I said things that I never meant

I made things seem better than I thought

I made you feel than you better than you

I can't be there when it's you

This don't make no sense, I'm trippin'

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