Something in the walls, something in your wall looks different
Something deep inside got me wondering why I don't understand
Why I can't put my finger on what the fuck is up, what's missing?
You distant, and I'm spinning

Don't ask questions usually
Got the answers that I need
Intuition telling me
Mmm

I just have a gut feeling
Don't know why
I don't know what it was, really
But the more we touch, the more it starts killing me
Killing me
Just have a gut feeling
Killing me

Uh, looking in your eyes, I been feeling like I'm crazy
'Cause I'm going through your phone, look for something wrong, I can't find nothing
I must be tripping tryna listen to my intuition, say you guilty
So baby, just tell me, I never asked before, but right now I don't know what's going on

Don't ask questions usually, oh
Got the answers that I need
Intuition telling me
Mmm

I just have a gut feeling
Don't know why
I don't know what it was, really
But the more we touch, the more it starts killing me
Killing me
Just have a gut feeling
Killing me

I'm the first to speak my mind if I feel a way
Not the type to be here crying in my pillowcase
Is it nothing? Or something?
Ooh, yeah

I just have a gut feeling
Don't know why
I don't know what it was, really
But the more we touch, the more it starts killing me
Killing me
Just have a gut feeling, oh, oh
Killing me
Killing, killing me

Starts killing
Starts killing, oh, whoa
I, I, I
Killing me
I, I, I
I, I, I, yeah
I, I, I
Killing, I, I, I

A, aware, I was guarded while my guardian angel never parted ways
Just stayed and laid with me
Not nakedly, just waiting patiently
For now, I am aware
And as I stare into your soul, I see it clear
Can we start again from here?

Copyright: BMG Rights Management, Peermusic Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Brandon Treyshun Campbell, Caroline Ailin, Dijon Isaiah McFarlane, Ella Mai Howell, Gabriella Wilson, Quintin Ferbie Gulledge