Songtexte unexplainable - Yot Club

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