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