Jamaican Me Crazy Lyrics

In a car-crash cry
turn your insides around
curled up,
stressing on those grounds
Soils gone damn hard
My heads a young sprouting seed
I can read! I can read! I can read!
Made a fool out of me,
didn't think I was cheap.
Empty plastic bottle
cap lost.
So I carved out a cove
In an economy of gold
Slowly filling up my heart

Made one out hard, didn't you?
You made me a hard one, didn't you?
Made one out hard
Bring me something everyone can sing

The things that I can never seem to say