Who Are You

I feel like a pimp
I know there’s a light in the end, but the tunnel seems so narrow
Trying to find my way but the seems heavy
Dragging my feet now the world is pleasure faster you can get it,
left behing before i can reach (before i can reach
It’s getting harder everyday
Who are you
Lalala
Surrounded
But just cause you like the way you look don’t mean there’s no?
Before you even blink
For the 13th times
Yeah, yeah,
I’m making a move,
Get back on a bike