[Intro]
I left my spirit in Atlanta but I don't want it back
Half of my conscious in the bathroom, on the floor where I yacked
And half my heart is out in storage—
[Verse]
Scratchin' at your flesh knowin' your body is sore
You say you're tryin' to forget, but that's what drugs are for
And by the time you get the lesson (angelz), you're not there anymore
I kinda liked hangin' with you (angelz), although it looked like I'm bored
I left my spirit in Atlanta but I don't want it back
Half of my conscious in the bathroom, on the floor where I yacked
And half my heart is out in storage with the stuff that I packed
But all my mental's still in 2020 dyin' and shit
You say you want me, but you're always fuckin' hidin' and shit
Can't wrap my brain around why you always keep cryin' and shit
I f—
I left my spirit in Atlanta but I don't want it back
Half of my conscious in the bathroom, on the floor where I yacked
And half my heart is out in storage—
[Verse]
Scratchin' at your flesh knowin' your body is sore
You say you're tryin' to forget, but that's what drugs are for
And by the time you get the lesson (angelz), you're not there anymore
I kinda liked hangin' with you (angelz), although it looked like I'm bored
I left my spirit in Atlanta but I don't want it back
Half of my conscious in the bathroom, on the floor where I yacked
And half my heart is out in storage with the stuff that I packed
But all my mental's still in 2020 dyin' and shit
You say you want me, but you're always fuckin' hidin' and shit
Can't wrap my brain around why you always keep cryin' and shit
I f—
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