I donīt want to be part of the problem
I try so hard to get roughed up
Fists on up, it looks that easy
It looks that way to me
It looks that way to you
But then thereīs you telling me I can
Then thereīs you screaming say something
I want the ocean right now
I want the ocean right now
I get so jealous that I canīt even work
There I am in the morning
I donīt like what I see
I donīt know how itīs become such a problem
Keep you up all night if I try to remain calm
How can they ask why I feel so angry
Do you see my problem if I never explain it
But then thereīs you asking me how long
Say something, itīs taken me so long
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