Lyrics In the Cut - Agnarkea

So much on my plate I'm in the cut I've gotta chill I've got no stuff to do
So much to do
My work is killing me
I've got no friends
My lifes a mess I'm in the cut all day
This cut I played this cut
I was fucked up
Pills they got me thru a rut
I barely talk
I hardly open up
Unless I'm the cut
The cut the cut

I find my peace
When I'm in the cut smoking