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[Chorus] In the back, we do that thang' In the back, in my car In the back of my head, Every image I get is censored. [Verse 1] In my head, I think We could be a good couple I think we could be more I feel like a forgotten pore I think if I forgot my worth, I would feel shitty, My teeth would feel gritty [Chorus] In the back, we do that thang' In the back, in my car In the back of my head, Every image I get is censored. [Verse 2] Trauma, Drama, Feeling like a used piñata Used to being the lower one But when I'm high, I feel lower, The eyes stare at me like I'm nothing I feel like I could have been something. [Chorus] In the back, we do that thang' In the back, in my car In the back of my head, Every image I get is censored. [Verse 3] Do I look like her or him Do I ever feel like I was in yonice Was I ever honest, Look at me, am I better I feel like an apple, bite that, bite this, these bruises, Tell me shh, but I'm the shit, the best things I would ever have is.. What was I, what was her, but just take a turn I get feelings I can't leave, fuck it I'm taking a leap, I can do it, I can make it, I can and will try. [Chorus] In the back, we do that thang' In the back, in my car In the back of my head, Every image I get is censored. [Outro] Every image I get is censored-