[Lyric] Problem Here (Drapht)

[Intro]
"At least I—At least I—
At least I—At least I—
At least I think I can"

[Verse 1: Complete]
You’ve probably seen me, yeah? On your Instagram
Or on the brink of insanity with a drink in hand
A little hint of anger, but I’m a simple man
At least I think I can
All right, complete, let's remember the three steps:
Deep breaths, reset, then refresh
Then reminisce on your regrets and be stressed
Now take it out on the first person that beeps next
Car horn (Reject!) That was a bit cruel
There’s no fix, even when I’m grabbin' a fist-full
Of amethyst crystals, my anger is a ravenous pit bull
To resist, it’s like stabbin' a pistol Gunshot
(Open checkout 3) Now there’s a lane formin'
But there’s a person in front of me, and they ain’t walkin'
Shoppin' trips can quickly be the apocalypse
And people just ask what my problem is like my name’s Norman
Calm down, try to meditate
Let your emotions go, give your head a break
Tomorrow will be a better day
Then tomorrow comes, and it’s the very same as yesterday
[Chorus: Eli Greeneyes]
There ain't no problem
Here, but honestly
You're pushing me close to the
Edge; you don't want no
Problem, nah
You don't want no
Problem here
There ain't no, there ain't no
Problem

[Verse 2: Drapht]
People keep calling me chill
Saying I'm calm goals, most the time I’m biting my tongue
Holding back, 'fuck you', dodging people, rolling around
Like a commando, ducking small talk and all the what you been up to's
Well, I'm strugglin'
I'm gettin' shorter as I’m older like Benjamin Button, I can't stomach
Most people I meet, think “How did Hannibal do it?”
I’m great, though, nah, I am
I got a dog who don't listen; a daughter who don’t sleep
Most people they call when they want something from me, I’m so blessed
Can't forget I just found a termites nest
Up in my roof, I want to kill Greg too, he said
“buy this place, Paul, it's great
You’ll get birds”, and all I got was planes
He said, “You want worms? The garden's got heaps”
More like snakes, seen three this week, but I'm great!
Are you sure you're okay, man?
Can't complain (Fuck you, Greg)
Nah, I’m great, I'm great
Well, at least you're close to the airport, am I right? Haha
Not now, mate
[Chorus (Extended): Eli Greeneyes]
There ain't no problem
Here, but honestly
You're pushing me close to the
Edge; you don't want no
Problem, nah
You don't want no
Problem here
There ain't no, there ain't no
There ain't no problem
Here, but honestly
You're pushing me close to the
Edge; you don't want no
Problem, nah
You don't want no
Problem here
There ain't no, there ain't no
Problem