Depression has shackles but my heart has the key, moving around is tough when your evil thoughts move free.  

Well venture down south and feel the deep beat, Go on and sit in your front row seat.

Listen to the rhythm, listen to the bass, look where your heart is, there is a reason that’s the place.

It’s the home of life and the treasure of emotions, it pumps your blood out as if it were the wave of your ocean.

Today I am happy and to today I am cleansed, just watch what will happen when you instead treat your heart as your friend.