Spells, we were talking ‘bout spells

Oh well, we were talking ‘bout spells

Hell, don’t talk about hell

Oh well, we were talking ‘bout hell

Now I see the difference, don’t you need me to rest?

I swear my intuition tells me nothing but the best

Oh, I need a good c—

So take your intuition, get your fuckin’ inhibition out your mind

I don’t need nobody here to see me whine

I’m crying, don’t you see that I was only so depressed

‘Cause the best of the people that I had in my mind—oh why?

Baby, this is full regeneration, not the way I ride

I’m swimming, no regrets, and babe, I only see the sky

I’m wonderin’ ‘bout the—

Woah, nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah, standin’ in the way