Oh I know, I can get so defensive
I'm working on how I should react
I need it now, no I can't sit down
Impulsive, I'm feeling worn out
But when I take the time to look around me
I realize I'm so teeny tiny
What a blessing in disguise, gotta fly this little high before the clouds surround me
Choking the handles of this ride I've been navigating in my mind
Tracking these patterns, they seem so negative, has it been like this my whole life?
Pieces are scrambled, will I ever find the combination leading me to that warm light?
That warm light, that warm light
All of that was just a metaphor about how I find it hard to relax
A people pleaser, doesn't matter how they see ya, can't worry about how they'll react
Time to take a look at what surrounds me
Maybe one day I will feel just as free
What a blessing in disguise, gotta ride this little high before the clouds surround me
Choking the handles of this ride I've been navigating in my mind
Tracking these patterns, they seem so negative, has it been like this my whole life?
Pieces are scrambled, will I ever find the combination leading me to that warm light?
That warm light, that warm light
I really want that light, that warm light, that warm light
I think I feel that light, that warm light, that warm light