[Verse: Danny Watts]

Yo, I've undersold what I'm going through

I'm pointing you and shedding light on what I'm coming to

The colors press me to the grayer states

Erasing the vigor I used to have

I figure if I do the math I'll groove a path

Pressure existing in regions I never knew existed

I'm finding reasons to be submissive to new conditions

Maybe I was born for a regular life

My heart is like sediments sled in a bed of my plights

Let the rain fall down on top my feelings

I'm feeling like I should sliver inside a hole and quiver

Picture a plant that's at the bed of a river

Swaying to the flow but dying under a stigma

That it has to be a certain way

People plugging at its petals cause it's tucked away

I'm just pressing on the gas, running back until I crash

Inside the tunnel I molded for men to pass