Troubles to Paradise

We got complications in our situation

Suppose to have a celebration but it's separations

Miscounting the calculations start to see the spaces

Lot of fussing can't have a decent conversation

Memories all we got but I still see it fading

By your side from the jump you know the moves I'm making

Sum it up to a lump if it's a risk im taking

But drama all in the air and I feel it invading

I feel we should get back to the basics

Feel we focus on things just not our relations

All this toxic energy in a bucket it's wasted

Yellow caution tape just letting you know that it's dangerous