[Verse 1]
I’m so confused
About what I’m supposed to do
About my problems
Yeah, They are so new
That I don’t know what to do
And that’s my problem
Yeah, I got a new one
[Chorus]
Because the old me
And the new me
Are in a fist fight (Fist fight)
Yeah the old me
And the new me
Are in a fist fight
Fist fight
Fist fight
[Verse 2]
I’m still confused
Cuz everyone move I make to use
To solve my problems
Yeah, just turns into what I pray is not for you
A brand new problem
You don’t want a new one
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Everybody’s got some complicated stuff
They’re working through
So if you are patient with me
I will be patient back with you
[Verse 3]
Every time I see a photograph of you and me
I know my problem
Yeah, my memory only places lonely me
Before some problem
But I don’t want to live there
Yeah
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Stuck in the future
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