I breathe cathartic when I wax poetic I'll bleed the venom out myself 'cause I lack a medic And my feet have started long after my active head is in time They beat the rhythm to my wack aesthetic It's so cold, a river flowin' through me smoothly 'Til it turns to rapids and it burns to ashes And earns its place on the mantelpiece And can I please get a witness? (Can I get a witness?) 'Cause mental fitness is never vanity It's a damn release valve for the pressure An effort from a man to get it off of the chest Yes, it's forward progress, movin' ahead any measure It's saying goodbye to ballast, but keeping the life vest So loose the ropes in hopes to move the boat forth Send trouble adrift like a gift from both chords And float, float, float on Exhale the toxins Pandora couldn't hope to box in