unexplainable

In east Sinclair I'm falling down the same stairs that I built up, it's unexplainable I read something that you should entertain yourself with bundles of subscriptions But still, it's hard It's hard It's hard It's hard Ay I fall for stupid shit on rainy days, I grasp at straws for positivity I fell so far I wrapped around and came out the other side better than I used to be But still, it's hard It's hard It's hard It's hard