I'm stucked inside the shop of the anxiety shit

But the shit is I'm broke and i don't even know the one that's fit me

Don't even see the one I love

I can rock the reggae party

Can't talk but I'm a scream

I'm the one making it groovy

but there the floor is wishing me to stay outside

Fuck you I was playing for free

It's not easy my friend to keep on being a looser

When you feel so close from being someone

It's unfair you give me time to blur

My wasted time