[Verse 1: UBAQ]

Yes, I know I said some things

And yes I know that some true

But of course I got some fears

I can't talk that well to you

Of course that it's difficult

Sometimes I ain't feeling great

What if the thoughts do way back

Further more, they come in pairs

[Verse 2: UBAQ]

Then I realise I can't trick reality

Without seeing the big problem

My bad, the anxiety

I was lowkey feeling it on the scale of one to ten

Now I smack back to reality, the future seems like...