I've got sixpence To allow the stress To come down from the rest I can't rest, only stress I try my best, But I can't hold down the pain that's so Plane and all the same yeah Clout with the doubt that's supposed to make me float, yeah Aye, yeah Yeah, I make that dash for the hatch to Get a sneaky match, I suppose that meant to oppose the life that made me so full of dread yeah aye I've got sixpence To allow the stress To come down from the rest I can't rest, only stress I try my best, Brothers on interest Yo that's on text Aye Yeah I'm desperate whats not separate I want to enjoy my life im striving I'm survive yeah Aye man I cant tell whats on trend on deep end, so give me space I'm out of here, through the stratosphere I go yeah I'm off Peace out