Gonna play bag

I'm gonna play hard

I can't tell the difference between my sleeve and my heart

Hey, hey, hey...

I got it in the bag

I can't tell you nothin' different

I got it in the bag

I can't tell you nothin' different

I got it in the bag.

But I can't tell the difference

Between my sleeve and my heart.

I see the way that my glass stays half full

Just live away to the lazy focus

I ain't concerned with all that hocus pocus

You can save a wand for them and just show them

I say, "wingardium," that means I'm levitatin'

I'm feelin' things, when this is gone still lives within my statement

All in the lift I'm reachin' what will it take you to see me

Only can tell the difference between my heart and my sleeve.

I got it in the bag

I can't tell you nothin' different

I got it in the bag

I can't tell you nothin' different

I got it in the bag.

But I can't tell the difference

Between my sleeve and my heart.

And if it ain't in this place

I'm in my body, what would it take for you to see?

I just need a break and rise above it

While I float in this fuchsia sea

'cause I ain't slept for days, my eyes are burnin'

And what would it take for you to see?

I just need a break, rise above it

In this fuchsia sea.

I got it in the bag

I can't tell you nothin' different

I got it in the bag

I can't tell you nothin' different

I got it in the bag.

Ooh...

Ooh...

In this fuchsia sea.