In The Bag

I'm gonna play bad, 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 look away 'til the lenses 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'll just steer a wave 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'll just steer a wave, 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