Verse:

Living like its Fort Knox

Gold clocks

Carat mold of Jill Scott

Figures hit my temple monumental

So me grow knots

Gross watch

I'm just spending time cause freedom feels good

Post toss

Worries out my system but I still should

Scratch beyond the surface

Deeper problems start to itching now

Master of disguise, I cloud my feelings

Just save em, proud

Secretive so maybe I'll

Cover every pain and doubt

Brick and mortar aura

So you can't detect what brings me down

Sometimes when you facing storms

You rather isolate yourself through

Do a little contemplation that's cool

A playlist complementing the mood

And your care life becomes rigormortis

And you question everyone who

Tries to shine a brighter perspective

Into to your storm to help the rain move, mood

I know that you feeling they don't even understand now

It's really complicated more than what they make it, hands down

Heart pains in the same old place and

Every part stained with the last abrasion

And the lie adjacent

You can't bypass so you stay complacent

Hook (x2):

Wake up, Wake up, Wake up, Get them eyes open

See the, see the, see the, Get them eyes open

People, people, people, Get them eyes open

Round you, round you, round you, Get them eyes open

Wake up, Wake up, Wake up, Get them eyes open

See the, see the, see the, Get them eyes open

People, people, people, Get them eyes open

They going through it like you

They going through it like you

You ain't alone