Ure

Candle light fading out too fast
And the wicks too short
See who runs first
My mind or the light
My brain can't work

Feeling like im stuck
Four walls im tucked
In the pocket of a world
Too harsh too fucked
Running outta luck
If i ever had some
I should see a therapist
Before i try drugs

Frog hopping ima frog hopping lilli pads
Moving on too simple
Almost like i ain't had any plans
Tired and confused im laying used
Like broken condoms and
In a trance from stress im seeing stars
Now can't see anythang

Rapping for the sake of it
Who knows how long i’ll keep it up
I’ll just keep on talking til i find someone who gives a fuck
And make a whole career on pissing niggas off and acting nuts
Soon enough im pissing out the window on the tour bus

No one knows
How it feels inside my head
No one hears my cry for help or acts of dread
No one knows
How much pressure ive been on
Popping stress likes its a pill i can't get off