"IN THE FLESH" lyrics

Where do I gotta go
To get you out of my head
Break the ceiling to show
You got me right in the flesh

Who could've guessed
This ain't really home like that
Spin you all right back, ayy
Who could've guessed
Fabricate a whole life just to be yours
Stupid
Fuck the illusions
Peeking right through this
See, I want the blueprints
(Imposters, they often)

Play along to the gutwrenching melody
Carry on now, wherever you, ever you go

Where do I gotta go
To get you out of my head
Break the ceiling to show
You got me right in the flesh (in the flesh)

Yeah
The brown boy never been this fine
Twist the lock off, we had a good ride
But what can't kill me ain't worth my time
Seeing them serve, don't mistake it
Baby, this is greatness
Couldn't keep it truck, no way
I got some shots off, they drainin'
All of that truck just remind me I'm living a daydream
I got some miles
Why do I wanna get out of town?
When everybody know your whereabouts

Oh, I'm not here to tell
This ain't just make believe
This ain't some fairytale
Very well

Where do I gotta go
To get you out of my head
Break the ceiling to show
You got me right in the flesh
Where do I gotta go
To get you out of my head
Break the ceiling to show—