Verse 1:

Nowadays, all that I think is how my last mixtape went so well

Still, I never knew I'd ever reach a brink where thoughts were locked in music hell

Do my parents care? I cannot tell - are my friends there? I cannot tell

Oh well... losing my faith has got me losing my place, so true, but I maneuver the stakes

(Oh!) Depression came, melancholy reigns (whoop, whoop)

This tension strains, man, I call it pain (whoop, whoop)

Every day I'm feeling drained, never pictured I'd be framed

Makes some sense that things would change, life has driven different lanes

Jesus take the wheel, crying on the dashboard

Way too many close calls, I just wish I'd crash more

The rich are feeling past poor, every gash, sore, dying

You and I, the last board, flying with no passport

Then it came to mind, you would never lie, hands up to the sky - only on the one above, I do rely

Life has been a do or die, know it's coming true in time, suicide - never the key to seeing the good inside

(Oh!) ...keep my ojos on the future, "will it get fixed?"

Bro, I'm too sure, every wound will get it's suture, tell 'em

Doubt has made me cynical, and still I'm good to go

I've seen the lowest lows, and still I'm good to go

People tell me "why not wait 'till you see?" When your

Eyes are fixed ahead, you've got enough to believe

Watch them glow from blue to red, so go ahead and call me Noctis

I know who holds my fate, so I keep both hands in my pockets

Shots all at your fitted, I ain't chicken when I cock this

Lyrics make your head bang, now throw up your rawkfist

David heard the swish of the waves, so help me God throughout my days

...admittedly, I'm a little afraid

Feeling my heart will cave, my morals have been depraved

I'm thinking no one could save a stoppable little Dave

Every little atom in my anatomy's gotta be praying for that fantasy

Outro:

Would you look at that? We have another observer

Come, come, you'll barely see a thing from where you stand

Not that you're too far away, or that you're not tall enough, or that your angle isn't the best

It's just that your angle isn't the best

Yes, it's true, it seems, you really do believe... Or at least you believe you'd like to

Indeed, then come, come, you'll barely see a thing from where you stand

That angle of yours as a human

You stand in natural limitation, your attempts at doing the supernatural are imitation, can't you see?

There's not much to do here, so you might as well hear, dude... or rather, simply see

Some need to see to believe, but what if what you wanted to see could come if you believed it would?

Come, come, you'll barely see a thing from where you stand

You blind yourself when all you see is that you can

Despite your personal life's personalized diatribe of can't do's, do what you can to see...

That if you believe... and never stop your hope... and always grasp the goal... you'll be unstoppable