You know how, when you try to break free
you just end up bouncing back,
like a feeling that your soul lacks.

Or when you concentrate and try to keep it straight
you just end up with an out of world breakdown,
the kaleidoscope reels in and you see yourself fading.

Your mind racing on the track of self loathing,
a depressive state run by corrupt suits, officially
Have you ever tried them on? I doubt they'll suit.

Crystal clear water is your prison and your dreams are your poison.
You can see everything but dare to touch and pull,
and you'll wake up reeling back down like a gull.