I try to lift weights
So I feel strong
But what about the ones
I just drag along?

Iron at my ankles
Shackles on my wrists
I never knew I was a prisoner
Until this feeling hit.

Never knew what I've done wrong
I tried to be perfect
But it's all what I thought would happen
If people were ticking bombs.

I blew up in your face
After I thought I was helping you
You lit a fire on a long rope
And all I felt was a threatening taste-

I didn't know depression was this heavy a weight.