Inside Out (feat. Leem)

Back in the cold rain

Yeah, I heard something restful

Sounds like a cold train

Back in the cold rain

Yeah, yeah, something restful, yeah

Yeah, I'm inside out with my inside voice for the outside world

And my inside mind full of inside man

So I'm looking out, them is popping out

Then I'm copping out

Responsibility, grip and dropping that

Let the shit hit the ceiling fan

I'm indifferent 'til the serotonin is returning

And it's not enough time for atoning

No therapist, couches, witnesses vouching

Kept it inside me three weeks straight

I was not stepping out, no tunnel vision light

Emotions, just funnеl them down the wrong pipe

Choke on еmotions, choke on the words

And choke on the surfboard source for the slide

Nah, and nobody by my side

Beside myself with a grip and a grief and regret

Like the checks I could get

Like the life I could live

The regret like slow death

Lonely, kept it out for a bet

It's a sparse funeral crowd

Bet that it's blue skies

Bet that it's grey clouds

Bring a jacket

And a case of the case of the Jack, yeah

'Til the stripe pattern zigzag

When I pull up the apartment for the sit back

I just feel like you need more grey clouds in your life

You need me, you need me

We can smoke and talk, we can smoke and cop, yeah

Back in the cold rain

Yeah, I heard something restful

Sounds like a cold train

Back in the cold rain

Ooh yeah, something restful, yeah