I cast my line in the tide to watch these days go by
A moment of silence
I'm closing my eyes just to make shit right

Yo see this that mac-Michael special
I wrote this rap
And noticed that I'm colder with a pencil
Head is what it goes to
And I focus and I let go
Make a toast, I'm finna take it slow
And overdose a hand full of these tides
But it's dry
By the look in her eyes
She wasn't looking at my
I can tell she's in a better place
And took over [?]
What I felt was just the better days
A book with no spine, yeah
A hook with no fly, bit still

I cast my line in the tide to watch these days go by
A moment of silence
I'm closing my eyes just to make shit right
Yeah, I sit down feet in the water still
Water still
Going to flip out
I don't know how to feel, how to feel
Yeah, I sit down feet in the water still
Water still
Going to flip out
I don't know how to feel, how to feel

I cast my line in the tide to watch these days go by
A moment of silence
I'm closing my eyes just to make shit right