I do say on trap, my brain just isn't working quite like it's supposed to
Bring us to the light
Bring us to the light
Maybe it’s God above (God above)
Maybe it’s the devil below (devil below)
Baby, you can save me from ancient worlds
But all I really know is my brain don't feel right
My brain don't feel right
My brain don't feel right
My brain don't feel right anymore
Anymore
Maybe I'm super smart (I'm super smart)
Or dumb as a box of rocks (oh uh)
Or probably wasn't a good idea
To smoke all that pot
'Cause my brain don’t feel right
My brain don't feel right
My brain don't feel right
My brain don't feel right anymore
Anymore
My attention span is sad I'm a dogfish (haha haha)
Social media's made my fucking brain dead
And it's all because
My brain don't feel right
My brain don't feel right
My brain don't feel right
My brain don't feel right
My brain don't feel right
My brain don't feel right
My brain don't feel right
My brain don't feel right
And then it's like I drink my orange juice and next thing I know I'm in France
Oh, I just wanna go home!
