Trey Christie - Brown Belt Lyrics

Ooh, you've got yourself
You've got problems
And I do too
And you do too

I don't know where to go
Seems like I'm chasing a storm
Baby, I'm a problem child
I'm like thirty years old
And my roommates are stoned
Somebody left on the stove
I might be down to crash & burn
Think ima die out here alone
That's what she said

You've got problems
And I do too
And you do too

I don't know how you're so young
But you're so tired
Seems like the old days
What everyone's tryin' to find
I used to hold up on your waist
Like your brown belt
I know I'm underneath the waves
Suffocating

You've got problems
And I do too
And you do too
Cause you've got problems
That I can't fix
I don't know how to