Текст песни 2 U's - Rare Americans

I get up, I get at it
I'm a hurricane, I'm in a panic
I got places to be, I got people to see
You ain't seen a hurry, baby, 'til you've seen me
I got love, I got strength
I will go, to great length
I got jam, I got energy
Are you ready? You better be

This is the story of the 2 U's
Your deep-down self and the you that's viewed
And these two dudes are in dueling moods
This is the story of the 2 U's

I don't know me, I don't know who to be
A one-man army, lost at sea
Searching for roots, scanning for trees
I got more than a bit of hunger burning, baby, inside of me

Some days, man, I gotta check myself
Keeping looking back, but that shit don't help
I'm not who I once was, eager and spry
Now I hate what I do, would rather just get high
I get down, I get sad, I think low, I think bad
I get stuck in the ruts, I make myself mad

You got a recipe for these kind of tendencies?
You got a remedy for a dependency?
Beg your pardon, grant yourself some clemency
You're not a lemon, see, you're a peach
And life ain't a day at the beach
And nothing is far out of reach
If you find your inner peace

This is the story of the 2 U's
Your deep down self and the you that's viewed
And these two dudes are in dueling moods
This is the story of the 2 U's

I don't know me, I don't know who to be
A one-man army, lost at sea
Searching for roots, scanning for trees
I got more than a bit of hunger burning, baby, inside of me

I mean business, baby
I mean business, baby
I mean business, baby

Come what may
Come what may
Come what may

Come what may
Come what may
Come what may

Come what may
Come what may
Come what may