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The Paranormal Very Rough lyrics by Sewerperson

Intro
I just got back
Just wanna lay back
I tempt, uhh
I don’t got—
So you say you need a timeout
But, baby, you got the whole night
Now you telling me it’s only right, yeah
(JabariOnTheBeat)
But I got too much pride so I’d never fight, yeah

Verse 1
Skrrt, I broke nails so fake
These nights when the radio playing me awake
I could hold myself, I could feel myself
But I don’t need nobody else to tell me, „You’ll be okay”
I might—I might get hammered, I should get away
Even when I’m in my feelings, I ain’t got that much to say
Gas and gore, bands in the safe
Yeah, the Boy Met World then the boy got paid
I am in hеavy by the twilight hour
And I done got a bag on me, monеy and the power
I had someone tell me I changed, yeah, true
And I guess they were right ‘cause I feel brand new
Kush—kush ground smoke, but it stick like glue
And I just ashed my blunt on my designer name shoes
Then you said I’m your brother, but I never claimed you
Call it evolution, when they doubt me I remain true

Chorus
Light it, pull it back up
Pull it back, girl
Ignite it, pull it back, huh
Oh, yeah, it’s gassed up
Make sure I never talk to you
I never wanted to
Girl, was I controlling you?
Paranormal pull

Bridge
Ignite it
Pull it back up in her chest
And she would touch me with her breath numb
Had to check, maybe I’m still dreaming
Huh, cold north
Flying kites, I’m up in the solar
Bitch, I’m fucked up
I can’t get a boner
Ragdoll, I’m in the crash course now

Verse 2
Let’s get it charged
My mind’s darker
It’s been my heart that I barter
I am blowing past bitches in a Charger (Vrrm)
I drop the seal and I feel the vacuum
She onto friends if it feels like it’s blooms
Baby, I’m living, I don’t know where the fuse is
Envy forever, I’m one with the moon

Verse 3
Huh, okay, people be your right hand for cake
Wait, I cannot pay her to fake, waste
God test me, serving these snake plates
People just do what they can to be great
Told me I’m something like a dog as of late
She breaking, think ‘bout your own fate
I see you’re something like a bad taste
That’s why I cut out the e-brake

Chorus
Light it, pull it back up
Pull it back, girl
Ignite it, pull it back, huh
Oh, yeah, it’s gassed up
Make sure I never talk to you
I never wanted to
Girl, was I controlling you?
Paranormal pull

Outro
Okay, people be your right hand for cake
Wait, I cannot pay her to fake, waste
God test me, serving these snake plates
People just do what they can to be great
Told me I’m something like a dog as of late
She breaking, think ‘bout your own fate
I see you’re something like a bad taste
That’s why I cut out the e-brake