Yuka you can’t be so mindless and blank. 

You’re gulping on life like a fish out the tank. 

Why do you hide from life and resist? 

You’re too scared to feel. Afraid to exist? 

Hey why don’t you scream, break out of this cage?

 Imagine what’d happen with Yuka onstage? 

(Beatboxing noises)

You think you can help? take a look at yourself.

A busted up bit can’t fix a shattered shelf.

Now I say use the situation.

And diffuse your isolation.