[Verse 1]
I could swear that it's been 700 degrees in here,
Since you came in.
I could swear that this room has been running out of air,
And now it's starting to spin.

[Hook]
You make me feel kinda bad, kinda good, kinda everything,
Yet it doesn't feel like it should..
You make me feel kinda wrong, kinda right, kinda anything,
And I wouldn't change it if I could.

[Drop]

[Verse 2]
I could swear that I'm fainting, I think I'm losing my sight,
I swear I'm hitting the floor
I could swear that my stomach, just sunk a meter
I'll be dead if I take anymore

[Hook]
You make me feel kinda bad, kinda good, kinda everything,
Yet it doesn't feel like it should..
You make me feel kinda wrong, kinda right, kinda anything,
And I wouldn't change it if I could.