I crave for no worries every day
But I'm afraid I still have yet to be saved
I ain't brave like the type of people that I tend to be placed
No case on me, I ain't a killer, just hazy
You say I'm smart, I'm just too lazy
Too ignorant to deal with anyone crazy
Sometimes self aware, that ain't the hardest
I take a grand fall on the days of our arrival in autumn, past August
Since then I think the people around just smart, not heartless
Makes sense since everything been hidden
The dirt been spilling on all of us but I feel behind the scenes my reasons overidden
Like my dirt is sand, the worst one to build when wet, so everything falls, in all ways unstable and forbidden
Whose eyes are on me?
I've lived feeling free, but now people are around
How much of me do you see?
What if there are too many eyes of disgust to count?
Everything that was woven till this point, I'm scared to have it stolen
While left still holding the weight on my shoulders
Folding when my whole upper body become swollen
Nah, I show em this my normal posture, used to being broken
For most of my days been cold and frozen
I'm open to the molten heat of another heart for some emotion
I live for the ocean, my love stays in motion
To the point where my devotion should've been noticed
Although its been hidden I never sold it
Everything I have said, all my notions, it ain't golden but that don't change that I still own it
Whose eyes are on me?
I've lived feeling free, but now people are around
How much of me do you see?
What if there are too many eyes of disgust to count?